<?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-2120690342102266252</id><updated>2012-02-08T19:36:04.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison Apple</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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injusticia de la sociedad, aun odio la politica y siempr ememolestaran los idiotas ... una vez mas me cambie el color del cabello, ahora son cortos... sigo usando mis lentes, los uso mas ke antes .... he perdido peso, me gradue de la universidad ... pero sabes lo ke no ha cambiaodo en mi ... me haces mucha falta ... no solo por kien eres sino por lo ke representas para mi, porke simepre supiste como hacerme reir, me encantaba tu sonrisa, esa for ma unica de escabullirte entre mis ideas, hacerme ver las cosas de forma distinta ... nadie mas ha logrado eso, kisas por eso aun te recuerdo........ sabes a veces veo tu foto esta guardada en mi album en primera pagina, no la veo por nostalgia, la veoporke me recuerda ke me ayudaste a ser mejor persona, a entender, a tolerar a amar .... &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freefoto.com/images/12/61/12_61_52---Tulip_web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; 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border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiero decirte tantoas cosas pero las palabras  se me escapan, &lt;br /&gt;resumier mis pensamientos ya no es opcion, hay demasiados cadaveres de notas&lt;br /&gt;a tu nombre en mi escritorio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un sonido familiar al anochecer espanta mi sueño,&lt;br /&gt;un dibujo en sombras de miles de siluetas,&lt;br /&gt;es tanto el deseo que tengo de verte que te veo llegar en mi mente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en mi estado de neurosis profunda repito tu nombre como un niño&lt;br /&gt;cuando pide un deseo, espero pacientemente jutno a la ventana,&lt;br /&gt;como esperarioa julieta a su romeo, mas no llegas...&lt;br /&gt;los minutos se vuelven horas, los cigarros se apagan,&lt;br /&gt;lo que una vez fue una copa lena de esperanza ahora se evaporo por completo&lt;br /&gt;solo quedo yo, en el medio de la habitacion, abrazada a mi cordura&lt;br /&gt;de ti solo keda una foto, de los dos no keda nada.&lt;div 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acuerdo'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-4731958268600875964</id><published>2011-04-28T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T20:26:55.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>memorias de una peliroja vol2</title><content type='html'>me caracterizo por mi sarcasmo y mis comentarios inapropiados en una situacion dificil de digerir ... soy como el viento en un dia de verano osea un alivio al ester cotidiano&lt;br /&gt;pero hay mas detras de esta mascara de una palabra amistosa y voz de caricatura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomate el tiempo de entenderme porke aunke lo intentes de primera instancia no podras ... si solo estas de pasada en mi vida ni te molestes porke el viaje no sera placentero&lt;br /&gt;para ti... akel ke me trasnocha, ke con sus palabras me hace suspirar, ke puede leer mimente y cumplir mis fantasias, te kiero y si me da miedo no ser correspondida pero esta vez me jugare hasta el ultimo as bajo la manga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para ti ke solo fuiste un msg de texto bonito , no te molestes, no te quiero cerca y tu nombre en el display me molesta ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para todos los demas no se alejen esto es solo una fase, una etapa mas ke pasara igual ke las otras solo tengan paciencia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-4731958268600875964?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/4731958268600875964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Intro ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahppDsqP0zU/TZKkC3REG4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/im_6c24f7EU/s1600/sex-life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahppDsqP0zU/TZKkC3REG4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/im_6c24f7EU/s200/sex-life.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589710456622422914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erase una vez, entre los cayejones pasaba siempre a las 10&lt;br /&gt;con su mismo vestuario lujubre, solia caminar&lt;br /&gt;su leve respiracion retumbaba en las rusticas paredes&lt;br /&gt;y sus tacones retumbaban en el suelo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con mirada de fiera y labios embrujados&lt;br /&gt;su piel de seda, su cabellera lisa y bien peinada&lt;br /&gt;su olor dulce acompañado por el compas de sus caderas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un pasado indeleble y una voz de acero&lt;br /&gt;corazon de acerrin y alma de guerrero&lt;br /&gt;camina con su cabeza en alto, saludando a sus clientes&lt;br /&gt;te toma de la mano y junto a su almohada favorita&lt;br /&gt;te hace reposar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-7250942940005037044?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/7250942940005037044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=7250942940005037044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7250942940005037044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me haces falta, casi olvido tu olor y como si seinte tu piel&lt;br /&gt;kisas es lo ke me merezco por jugar la ruleta rusa&lt;br /&gt;sin balas de salva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; para R. T. D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-3575567221830609301?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/3575567221830609301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=3575567221830609301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3575567221830609301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3575567221830609301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2011/03/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-20799853015051054</id><published>2010-12-01T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T19:31:22.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>y asi termina</title><content type='html'>un dia perdida, escuche tu voz y me parecio  familiar&lt;br /&gt;despues de hablar mucho rato me hiciste sonreir&lt;br /&gt;entre cervezas y carcajadas, me contaste mas de ti&lt;br /&gt;sentados en el aula, tomando un examen, no eramos &lt;br /&gt;extraños, siempre estabas ahi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo tomo un dia para kererte, y toda una vida &lt;br /&gt;no sera suficiente para no extrañarte ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compratimos, vivimos, bebimos, reimos, lloramos&lt;br /&gt;fuiste mi sonrisa, fuiste mi razon para seguir&lt;br /&gt;fuiste tantas cosas ke ni las puedo escribir&lt;br /&gt;al decirte adios senti tristeza, senti vacio&lt;br /&gt;pero al ver la luna sonrio y te siento tan cerca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te llevaste unos centimetros cubicos de mi humanidad&lt;br /&gt;y muchos de mis recuerdos tienen tu cara, espero verte pronto&lt;br /&gt;en mis sueños talvez ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te llevo en una de mis estrellas y por eso siempre estas cerca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-20799853015051054?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/20799853015051054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=20799853015051054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/20799853015051054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/20799853015051054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2010/12/y-asi-termina.html' title='y asi termina'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-1745952262958986483</id><published>2009-12-16T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T19:22:17.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>carved flesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/SymqD3F3t3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/apcznt1-k3U/s1600-h/scar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/SymqD3F3t3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/apcznt1-k3U/s200/scar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416047010194634610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll carve ur name on my skin, so you stay with me for ever,&lt;br /&gt;I'll loose my self around ur fingers to feel no pain,&lt;br /&gt;and when the blade is near kiss away the fear even if it makes me bleed,&lt;br /&gt;change the shape of the moon, make me embrace my deamons,&lt;br /&gt;chase away the fear and bring back my smile...&lt;br /&gt;take ur time ... u'll be with me for ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-1745952262958986483?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/SymqD3F3t3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/apcznt1-k3U/s72-c/scar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-1583528137731497850</id><published>2009-10-15T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:31:35.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DO sostenido# 3</title><content type='html'>dulces notas que me remontan aun tiempo sin angustias,&lt;br /&gt;aroma familiar de dias de campo, caminando en circulos bajo el sol,&lt;br /&gt;perdida entre los girasones y los manzanos,&lt;br /&gt;respiro profundo mientras escucho los acordes de un sueño,&lt;br /&gt;miro las nubes como pasan desfilando, con miles de formas,&lt;br /&gt;recuerdo tu sonrisa y un dulce beso en mi mejilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te guardo cerca de mi, para poderte recordarte cada dia,&lt;br /&gt;para abrazarte cuando mas me hagas falta,&lt;br /&gt;para sentirme que no me falta nada, que este dia es perfecto&lt;br /&gt;para dormir en paz, acurrucada con las estrellas&lt;br /&gt;y apago la luna, mientras las notas de esa dulce&lt;br /&gt;melodia desaparecen ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-1583528137731497850?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/1583528137731497850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=1583528137731497850&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1583528137731497850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/SoLycNyddUI/AAAAAAAAASw/SJ9hfJnvf7o/s200/sangre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369120272330618178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kerido lector, prometo ke al terminar estas lineas desearias no&lt;br /&gt;haber comenzado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asi comineza la historia de madeline, devota a la profesion&lt;br /&gt;del placer su piel suave y tersa, sus senos firmes de color rosa,&lt;br /&gt;su cintura marcaba el camino a la gloria y en su esalda reposaba en&lt;br /&gt;en la perfeccion de la redondez de su trasero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean pierre, carnicero de profesion en la esquina mas conocida, des-&lt;br /&gt;pues de haber asistido a las escuelas mas codiciadas de medicina,&lt;br /&gt;acabo como todos los demas ezclavizado por su eleccion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desesperado por sus fallidos intentos en la buskeda del placer,&lt;br /&gt;recorrio dia y noche las nubradas calles, experimentando, buscando&lt;br /&gt;la perfeccion mas no entraba otra cosa ke no fuese piel flacida&lt;br /&gt;y gris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una noche kualkiera de junio mientras caminaba por las calles,&lt;br /&gt;cabizbajo, una dulce voz le susurro al oido " tienes fuego?"&lt;br /&gt;su primera reaccion fue de asombro, mas sus manos se movieron&lt;br /&gt;en direccion a sus bolsillos, se voltea, la mira, enciende&lt;br /&gt;el cigarrillo y pregunta; tienes nombre? ella responde: "por el&lt;br /&gt;precio justo puedes llamarme como tu desees", inmediatamente el&lt;br /&gt;rostro de Jean pierre se ilumino, la escolto a su dormitorio,&lt;br /&gt;donde le pidio ke se desnudara completamente.. como disfrutaba ver&lt;br /&gt;la tela cayendo mientras rozaba su tersa y firme piel, pasaba por&lt;br /&gt;sus senos como pintados a mano, sus labios sonrojados a la luz de&lt;br /&gt;las velas, sus caderas humedas por el roce de sus manos, lentamente&lt;br /&gt;se desnudo, dejando expuestos sus muslos y sus piernas, hechando a&lt;br /&gt;una lado los trapos ke llevaba, solto su largo y rojo pelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asi la miraba con deseo y asombro ' ke creatura mas perfecta' dijo&lt;br /&gt;mientras se acercaba, toco su cuello y enredo los dedos en sus mejillas&lt;br /&gt;acariciaba sus senos, mientras ke su piel se extendia por dentro del&lt;br /&gt;pantalon de tela, "tocame" le dijo con voz delicada como susurro pero&lt;br /&gt;deseosa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dedicadamente beso sus hombros, mientras las pequeñas y finas manos&lt;br /&gt;de su amante desabotonaban su camisa " mirame a los ojos" le dijo y&lt;br /&gt;despues susurro "te deseo" pocos minutos pasaron antes de ke el cinturon tocara el piso, el ritual habia comenzado, los dos cuerpos danzaban sin pensar en el tiempo, en las consecuencias, solo concentrandose en el placer... a ritmo de los latidos&lt;br /&gt;acelerados de ambos cuerpos, gemian con cada embastida, aumentando los&lt;br /&gt;moviemientos, rozando asi piel con piel, con sus dedos tocaba sus pezones&lt;br /&gt;para depsues hundir sus dedos y probar su sabor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horas despues exaustos de placer, saciados y sonrojados, abrazados, casi sin&lt;br /&gt;fuerzas se miran, sonrien y se besan...&lt;br /&gt;kien diria ke seria el ultimo beso ke sus dulces labios probarian? kien hubiera&lt;br /&gt;sabido el secreto detras de los ojos de jean pierre? mientras separaba sus muslos&lt;br /&gt;y hundia su cabeza debajo e su vientre, tomo un escalpelo de la mesa y mientras&lt;br /&gt;lamia su monte de venus dijo: "amada mia te has encontrado con una mente enferma ke solo kiere hacerte sentir placer" mientras gemia respondio: " te has encontrado con un cuerpo sano y una mente muerta ke solo kiere sentir placer' ... mientras sus ojos brillaban llenos de espectativa, jean pierre muerde uno de sus muslos, ella grita y el responde: " si amada mia grita de dolor, kiero ke sufras para ke puedas sentir mas placer" asi agarro el escalpelo firmemente y se abalanzo hacia la cara de madeline, penetrandola fuertemente al mismo tiempo, agarro la lengua de su amada y la corto, una sola lagrima rodo por su mejilla, mientras continuaba con las embastidas la sangra corria, en el charco de sangre estaba, mientras ella callaba, solo acentia con la cabeza cuando esta rebotaba en la pared, sus vivaces ojos verdes ahora son grices, su cuerpo comienza a endurecer... el la mira y finalmente derrama su ultima gota de hombria en sus bellos y firmes pechos muertos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-7482155336541773345?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/7482155336541773345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-4976494792754736733</id><published>2009-05-15T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:25:36.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Sg4x7qG7fnI/AAAAAAAAASo/t__H2kPFNqg/s1600-h/shhhhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 106px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Sg4x7qG7fnI/AAAAAAAAASo/t__H2kPFNqg/s200/shhhhh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336257509466013298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esas coskillitas repentinas al escuchar tu voz en el telefono&lt;br /&gt;anelando tus brasos a mi alrededor,&lt;br /&gt;tu perfume inunda el aire, tu respiracion melodiosa&lt;br /&gt;hasta puedo percibir por un segundo tus latidos cuando me abrasas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a veces deseo buscarte, pasarme horas mirandote a los ojos&lt;br /&gt;escuchando tus teorias analiticas sin findamentos&lt;br /&gt;busco escusas para llamarte, pero mi creatividad se nubla&lt;br /&gt;por la ansiedad de tu persona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pocas horas bastaron para imaginarme un romance perfecto&lt;br /&gt;besos de novela, momentos apasinados entre campos de girasoles&lt;br /&gt;escrbiendo nustras iniciales en un viejo arbol despues de un picnic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asi paso las horas, dibujando corazoncitos en la mascota&lt;br /&gt;escribiendote mensajitos de amor, notas secretas ke nunca leeras&lt;br /&gt;viviendo esos instantes que solo yo conozco ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este secreto solo lo saben mis labios y yo&lt;br /&gt;se lo dedico a una tercera persona&lt;br /&gt;de lindos ojos cafe, palabras de terciopelo&lt;br /&gt;y labios de caramelo, shhhhhh descuida&lt;br /&gt;sera nuestro secreto&lt;div 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crush'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Sg4x7qG7fnI/AAAAAAAAASo/t__H2kPFNqg/s72-c/shhhhh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-2129242504683803912</id><published>2009-05-15T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:41:52.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I turn the page</title><content type='html'>te recuerdas cuando eras mas joven&lt;br /&gt;esperabas anciosamente el sabado&lt;br /&gt;para saltar de la cama y pegarte a la television&lt;br /&gt;esa sensacion de no tener responsabilidades&lt;br /&gt;de no tener que responder correctamente a las&lt;br /&gt;preguntas de la profesora, de no tener horarios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pues hoy kiero sentirme asi&lt;br /&gt;olvidarme de mis obligaciones&lt;br /&gt;como hija, amiga, pareja o solo diversion pasajera&lt;br /&gt;no quiero responder correctamente&lt;br /&gt;quiero responder lo que me da la gana&lt;br /&gt;me canse de tantas reglas y obligaciones&lt;br /&gt;me canse de los juegos de espionaje&lt;br /&gt;me canse de ti como me canse del color de mis cabellos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo mas importante me canse de tu actitud&lt;br /&gt;de tus criticas inoportunas y sangrientas&lt;br /&gt;de tus "cumplidos" siempre con doble sentido&lt;br /&gt;de tus caricias vacias, de tus besos sin sabor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;espero hayas difrutado la ultima noche&lt;br /&gt;por mucha falta que me haran sus manos&lt;br /&gt;en mis caderas renuncio a ser tu diversion pasejera&lt;br /&gt;tu auxiliar en la cama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn the page as i free my self from you&lt;br /&gt;all that you are and from all those&lt;br /&gt;thing that you make me feel!&lt;br /&gt;for the last time i say FUCK YOU!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-2129242504683803912?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/2129242504683803912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=2129242504683803912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2129242504683803912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2129242504683803912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-turn-page.html' title='I turn the page'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-6836887244881341771</id><published>2009-05-15T20:18:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:18:57.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cicatrices</title><content type='html'>cuantas veces kisiste arrancarte el corazon del pecho?&lt;br /&gt;por cruel ke suene no eres la unika ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te has sentido como si te ahogaras al pronunciar su nombre?&lt;br /&gt;y cuando lo ves denuevo respiras profundo y todo esta bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo cambia y con eso mis ganas de amarte&lt;br /&gt;hoy eres solo un nombre mas en mi lista&lt;br /&gt;de conquistas que con orgullo gustaro debajo&lt;br /&gt;de mi almohada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no kiero ser martir ni victima&lt;br /&gt;no kiero tu misericordia ni tu ayuda&lt;br /&gt;no kiero recordar los buenos momentos&lt;br /&gt;no kiero repetir tu nombre con la esperansa de volverte a ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entre copas secas y platos rotos&lt;br /&gt;aqueyo que fue especial se lo entrego al mar&lt;br /&gt;para alejarme de ti y ke la sal sane el vacio&lt;br /&gt;las lines ke te escribi siempre kedaran grabadas&lt;br /&gt;y siempre seran tuyas y en mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;habra por siempre una cicatriz con tu nombre&lt;br /&gt;mas con el tiempo desaparecera como lo hare&lt;br /&gt;yo entre entre recuerdos de unos labios con sabora a fresa&lt;br /&gt;que una vez hiciste tuyos .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-6836887244881341771?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-933625274458113799</id><published>2009-05-15T20:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:18:41.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Demonic Me</title><content type='html'>everyone has a demon inside&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it appears when u least expect it&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it dousent go away for a long time&lt;br /&gt;but u feel it, in a corner inside, hiding from day light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about when u turn in to that demon&lt;br /&gt;when Mr hyde makes Dr jekyl dissapear&lt;br /&gt;when all u have left is that dark, violent, quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one sees the deamon of course not even if u look really close&lt;br /&gt;but when the sun goes down, u feel it crawling&lt;br /&gt;reaching out of ur body, breaking ur skin to set him self free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly ur heart start's racing&lt;br /&gt;u feel invincible, indestructible even&lt;br /&gt;like no matter what happens nothing, no one can hurt u&lt;br /&gt;untill the end of the night, when it crawls back in to his dark corner&lt;br /&gt;with out leaving traces of his passage&lt;br /&gt;only leaving u with the scars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u really control ur demon?&lt;br /&gt;can u feed it with out unleashing it?&lt;br /&gt;can u restrain it long enough for it to dissapear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me have u seen ur demon lately ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-933625274458113799?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/933625274458113799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>today is one of those days&lt;br /&gt;that everything makes no sence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is one of those days when i dont&lt;br /&gt;want to talk about what i feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is one of those days&lt;br /&gt;that everything is black or white&lt;br /&gt;that there is no gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is one of those days&lt;br /&gt;that u think everything is under control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is one of those days&lt;br /&gt;when u need to feel loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is one of those days&lt;br /&gt;that i miss ur smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is one of those days&lt;br /&gt;that i dont care how many ppl are arround&lt;br /&gt;i just want u to stop time&lt;br /&gt;and hold me really tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is one of those days&lt;br /&gt;when everything tastes bitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is one of those days&lt;br /&gt;when i cant smile even if i try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is one of those days&lt;br /&gt;that i would give all i have, all i am&lt;br /&gt;just to be in a room locked away&lt;br /&gt;listening only to the voices in my head&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-3039940373007708716?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/3039940373007708716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=3039940373007708716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3039940373007708716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3039940373007708716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-of-those-days.html' title='one of those days'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-5152809850312012582</id><published>2009-05-15T20:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:17:57.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ya nada es igual</title><content type='html'>asi como las lucen cambian su tono&lt;br /&gt;como las personas cambiamos de palabra&lt;br /&gt;como cambiamos la mirada&lt;br /&gt;como engañamos nuestros sentidos&lt;br /&gt;como nos mentimos al despertar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asi como al parpadear se puede&lt;br /&gt;terminar el dia, puede desaparecer la magia&lt;br /&gt;de un beso, como al respirar profundo&lt;br /&gt;puede borrarse tu presencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nada es igual despues de ayer ...&lt;br /&gt;tu mirada no es la misma&lt;br /&gt;tu caminar tiene un ritmo diferente&lt;br /&gt;sera por el alcohol jugueteando en tu cuerpo?&lt;br /&gt;sera por la hora causando efectos&lt;br /&gt;devastadores en tu perfecta simetria?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en breves instantes todo esta de cabeza&lt;br /&gt;de repente, estas sentado junto a mi&lt;br /&gt;de repente, me miras&lt;br /&gt;de repente ... suspiro y ya no estas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no cambiare como la brisa de la mañana&lt;br /&gt;no cambiare cuando jugueteas con mis dedos&lt;br /&gt;no cambiare la mirada cuando no menciones mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo cambiare si encuentro una escusa,&lt;br /&gt;si kieres ke estas palabras digan mas de lo que&lt;br /&gt;en realidad fueron creadas, si afirmas que no fue lo que&lt;br /&gt;esperabas, si aceptas que la realidad no existe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo cambiare si mañana todo se queda igual&lt;br /&gt;y punto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-5152809850312012582?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/5152809850312012582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=5152809850312012582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5152809850312012582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5152809850312012582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2009/05/ya-nada-es-igual.html' title='ya nada es igual'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-7447513519303027293</id><published>2009-05-15T20:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:17:13.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracias a TI</title><content type='html'>gracias a ti ahora soy de papel&lt;br /&gt;gracias a ti tengo piel de acero&lt;br /&gt;gracias a ti mis ojos ya no brillan&lt;br /&gt;gracias a ti no deja de llover&lt;br /&gt;gracias a ti descubri mis limites como persona&lt;br /&gt;gracias a ti aprendi a amar, como solo se ama un avez&lt;br /&gt;gracias a ti descubri ke se siente besar con los ojos cerrados&lt;br /&gt;gracias por hacerme cada dia mas fuerte&lt;br /&gt;gracias por esas esperanzas de felicidad en rabia&lt;br /&gt;gracias por alegrar mi dia&lt;br /&gt;gracias por se tu y convertireme porco a porco en lo ke hoy soy YO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-7447513519303027293?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/7447513519303027293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=7447513519303027293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7447513519303027293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7447513519303027293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2009/05/gracias-ti.html' title='Gracias a TI'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-6163883845815249922</id><published>2009-05-15T20:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:16:51.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ideas virgenes de una mente retorcida</title><content type='html'>porke esforsarse tanto en perseguir la idea de la perfeccion&lt;br /&gt;porke torturar mente y cuerpo ajeno con ideas de grandeza&lt;br /&gt;porke reprimir los gritos ke keman por dentro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porke llamas sin parar aunke sabes ke no contesto&lt;br /&gt;porke desperdicias palabras a las cuales sabes no repsondere&lt;br /&gt;mis palabras de rabia no sacian tu curiosidad?&lt;br /&gt;pues asi kedaras encerrado en dudas&lt;br /&gt;pues no malgastare mi voz contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aprende a distinguir entre lo real y lo inutil&lt;br /&gt;aprende a diferenciar un beso a ojos cerrados y uno de lujuria&lt;br /&gt;aprende a leer entre las lineas de mi piel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recoge tus promesas&lt;br /&gt;devuelve mi sonrisa y cierra la puerta al salir&lt;br /&gt;ya no eres bienvenido en mis sueños.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-6163883845815249922?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/6163883845815249922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=6163883845815249922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6163883845815249922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6163883845815249922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2009/05/ideas-virgenes-de-una-mente-retorcida.html' title='ideas virgenes de una mente retorcida'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-6192510220811609044</id><published>2009-05-15T20:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:16:24.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick of all UR BULLSHIT</title><content type='html'>im tired of all this bullshit&lt;br /&gt;plz be honest for once ... u wanna&lt;br /&gt;fuck me go ahead tell me ... im gonna say NO&lt;br /&gt;but at least u had the BALLZ to say it&lt;br /&gt;dont PRETEND to be a "FRIEND"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired of u telling me how great i am&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of the night u just want&lt;br /&gt;some ass, well UR NOT GONNA GET IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey u asshole, yes you moron!&lt;br /&gt;just because u had me a few times&lt;br /&gt;dousent mean u can call every time ur horny&lt;br /&gt;well u know what IM NOT! so go jerk off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ok for u to make stupid jokes and make fun of ppl&lt;br /&gt;but when i do it to U it's not funny, well i just donr give&lt;br /&gt;a crap!, from now on, my rules jak-o&lt;br /&gt;and the first one is I CALL U when I WANT TO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my advice, getting pussy would be much easier&lt;br /&gt;if u JUST PRETENDED to GIVE A CRAP, before&lt;br /&gt;and after u fuck them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur right ... im behing to harsh&lt;br /&gt;next time i just wont pick up the phone when u call!&lt;br /&gt;cuz i dont want to anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;awww bo-ho poor baby is upset&lt;br /&gt;well i dont give a flying fuck!!!&lt;br /&gt;in fact i dont have to care ... cuz neither do YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-6192510220811609044?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/6192510220811609044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=6192510220811609044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6192510220811609044'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;buscarias la forma de besarme de repente sin ke me de cuenta&lt;br /&gt;si ke pueda defenderme ni eskivar tus labios?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si te digo ke "te amo"&lt;br /&gt;bajo la luz de luna y estrellas&lt;br /&gt;lo tomarias mas en serio? o aun asi hecharias una carcajada burlona?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si te digo ke "te amo"&lt;br /&gt;me preguntarias porque?&lt;br /&gt;o me darias mil razones por las cuales no deberia decirtelo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si te digo ke "te amo"&lt;br /&gt;me abrasarias mas fuerte ke nunca y me besarias a ojos cerrados?&lt;br /&gt;me susurrarias dulces palabras al oido?&lt;br /&gt;adularias mis ojos, mis labios y mis cabellos?&lt;br /&gt;buscarias el calor de mis manos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si te digo ke "te amo"&lt;br /&gt;harias ke mis iluciones marchitaran entre tus dedos?&lt;br /&gt;aprovecharas los efectos de tu veneno&lt;br /&gt;y deslizarias tus manos por mis caderas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y si te digo ke "te amo" en frente de la gente?&lt;br /&gt;con la ropa y la venguenza puesta,&lt;br /&gt;esperando solo un suspiro y una oportunidad&lt;br /&gt;te esconderias detras de un insulto?&lt;br /&gt;o me tomarias de la mano y me preguntaras, porke no me lo dijsite antes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la verdad es ke no "te amo"&lt;br /&gt;y a veces me atormenta el no saber porke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-4559904879391017246?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/4559904879391017246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=4559904879391017246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4559904879391017246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4559904879391017246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2009/05/si-te-digo-ke-te-amo.html' title='si te digo ke &quot;te amo&quot;'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-3609673418705649537</id><published>2009-05-15T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:13:58.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mascaras confusas</title><content type='html'>porke nos escondemos detras de rostros palidos&lt;br /&gt;porke delineamos nuestros ojos con hipocrecia&lt;br /&gt;porke pintamos nuestros pomulos con verguenza&lt;br /&gt;de mostrar kienes somos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te gusta ser un solo titere mas...&lt;br /&gt;te gusta ser manipiluado ...&lt;br /&gt;te gusta sangrar cuando jalan tus cuerdas para ke bailes&lt;br /&gt;al ritmo de una melodia triste ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo somos mascaras de diferentes colores&lt;br /&gt;tamanios y sabores ...&lt;br /&gt;solo somos actores en esta obra que se llama&lt;br /&gt;cinicamente purgatorio&lt;br /&gt;solo somos titeres, solo somos arlequines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi cara de porcelana se cuartea cada dia&lt;br /&gt;mi sonrisa de cereza pierde su color&lt;br /&gt;mis ojos de azabache cambian a verde primavera&lt;br /&gt;mientras articulo las palabras YA NO MAS ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no esperes ke te libere de tu carcel&lt;br /&gt;pues aun soy pricionera de la mia&lt;br /&gt;no espere ke te indike la salida cuando&lt;br /&gt;mis sentidos fallan&lt;br /&gt;no esperes un beso sincero, si mi coraxon de acerrin&lt;br /&gt;ya no late ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-3609673418705649537?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/3609673418705649537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=3609673418705649537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3609673418705649537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3609673418705649537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2009/05/mascaras-confusas.html' title='mascaras confusas'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-5513709968075285237</id><published>2009-05-15T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:13:06.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pensamientos obtusos de una mente diagonal</title><content type='html'>pienso cosas ke a veces me hacen sentir coskillas&lt;br /&gt;pienso ke el complicarme la vida es tu forma de kererme&lt;br /&gt;pienso ke sin importar las veces ke caiga me ayudaras a levantarme&lt;br /&gt;pienso ke para sentir tu mano solo tengo ke extender la mia&lt;br /&gt;pienso ke eres mi soldadito de plomo y yo tu bailarina preferida&lt;br /&gt;pienso ke tus besos son como el alcodon de azucar&lt;br /&gt;me gusta pensar que al dormir sueñas conmigo&lt;br /&gt;me gusta pensar ek piensas en mi en mas de una forma&lt;br /&gt;me gusta pensar que eres la cura para mis males&lt;br /&gt;pero no eres mas ke una escusa para pasar el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;para demostrarme a mimisma que sigo viva y que aun siento&lt;br /&gt;para no mirarme en el espejo y llorar&lt;br /&gt;ahora entiendo que en lugar de ayudarme a mantener la cordura cada dia me haces perder mas la paciencia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-5513709968075285237?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/5513709968075285237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=5513709968075285237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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secaras mis lagrimas me volveria devota a ti&lt;br /&gt;no creo en sonrisas, pero la tuya me deja sin aliento&lt;br /&gt;no creo en miradas, pero tus ojos me hipnotizaron&lt;br /&gt;no creo en palabras, por eso tu silencio me cautivo&lt;br /&gt;no creo en el amor a primera vista, pero seria capaz de enamorarme de ti&lt;br /&gt;no creo en decir lo ke siento, soy mejor escribiendote cartas de amor sin ke lo sepas&lt;br /&gt;no creo ke pueda olvidarte, pues solo me tomo una nocha llegar a amarte&lt;br /&gt;no creo poder dejar de pensar en ti, pues eres la unica idea que tengo ultimamente&lt;br /&gt;no creo poder alejarme, porke adoro tu aroma en la mañana&lt;br /&gt;no creo poder decirte te amo, porque cada dia te odio un poco mas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-2125735245757357972?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5989626675800263501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5989626675800263501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2009/05/sin-poder-dormir.html' title='sin poder dormir ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-268147291379749387</id><published>2009-02-25T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:28:07.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fantasma del pasado ...</title><content type='html'>Muchas veces es necesario no dejar cerrar las heridas, muchas veces ellas son las que te recuerdan que tan vulnerable puedes llegar a ser en la vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ese sentimiento de vulnerabilidad ya es necesario para mi, me ayuda dia a dia a bloquear olas y olas de dolor que el mundo lanza inconcientemente a mi persona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo bueno es que al verte, al besarte, toda esa rabia, todo esa angustia y sobretodo toda esa tristeza se convierte en pura felicidad y pasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivo el dia en oscuridad para que al verte en la noche ilumines mi dia como ninguna estrella lo haria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-268147291379749387?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/268147291379749387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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loneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lopezdearenas.com/filosofia/tesoro/alumnos/musica/violin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.lopezdearenas.com/filosofia/tesoro/alumnos/musica/violin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;far away the strings begin to cry&lt;br /&gt;the smell of old wood and dust comes to mind&lt;br /&gt;on a velvet red floor i lay&lt;br /&gt;next to the carcass of a dream i begin to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those sad notes of a forgotten symphony&lt;br /&gt;are all i have left of u ... of what once was&lt;br /&gt;the scent of harmony in a far away room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turn off the light before i finish to play&lt;br /&gt;let me slowly fade away, in the dark of ur arms&lt;br /&gt;i want to rest ... for ever forgotten in the symphony&lt;br /&gt;of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play those notes until the end&lt;br /&gt;dont let the mood shine again&lt;br /&gt;let the words loose there sence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the candle burn till the end&lt;br /&gt;hear me wisper once again ...&lt;br /&gt;one more wish is all i ask&lt;br /&gt;let me chant the lost notes&lt;br /&gt;on ur forgotten symphony called loneliness&lt;br /&gt;the one that gave me strength&lt;br /&gt;that made me cry, and at the same time&lt;br /&gt;made me wonder why? ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-3188820485983462014?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/3188820485983462014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=3188820485983462014&amp;isPopup=true' 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href="http://blogs.knoxnews.com/knx/eder/Gibson-Robot-Guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;despues de tantos dias en ansiedad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vuelvo a escuchar tu voz en el telefono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suenas cansado pero alegre de romper la rutina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;una cancion en comun me recuerda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tus labios, una vez mas me besas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;es mejor de lo que recordaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eres mas atrevido, tu lengua mas juguetona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me hacia falta tu sabor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me hacia falta tu sonrisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me hacia falta tu escencia escondida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me hacia falta tu timidez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me haci falta tu voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me alegra verte denuevo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aunke no me vuelvas a besar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 590px; height: 310px;" src="http://blogs.knoxnews.com/knx/eder/Gibson-Robot-Guitar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-8286532686578607726?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/8286532686578607726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=8286532686578607726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8286532686578607726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8286532686578607726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/11/reflexion-107.html' title='reflexion 107'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-2607297799941845731</id><published>2008-09-19T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:31:22.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alguna vez te he dicho ke te amo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wondercomments.com/sweet/sweet_comment_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 470px;" src="http://www.wondercomments.com/sweet/sweet_comment_10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;si piensas ke te complicas la vida&lt;br /&gt;es cierto, pero si a eso vamos todos lo hacemos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si piensas ke alguna vez te han traicionado&lt;br /&gt;bienvenido al club no eres el unico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si piensas que a veces las cosas no tienes sentido&lt;br /&gt;eres uno de los pocos que entiende cuando algo esta mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si llegas a pensar que eres el unico diferente&lt;br /&gt;te tengo malas noticias, somos miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si te imaginas que un pedaso de cielo&lt;br /&gt;se alcansa solo al mirarla a los ojos&lt;br /&gt;bueno mi opinion es diferente, yo veo ese mismo&lt;br /&gt;pedaso de cielo cada vez ke miro los tuyos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si sigues pensando que un dia de felicidad&lt;br /&gt;vale mas ke meses de miseria&lt;br /&gt;kisas deberias pasar meses conmigo te aseguro&lt;br /&gt;que cabiaras de opinion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si te queda duda de que los besos son mas dulces&lt;br /&gt;cuando amas a alguien, preguntate quien los saborea mas&lt;br /&gt;kien te ama ... o a kien amas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi punto es sencillo,&lt;br /&gt;aun te ries en un dia de lluvia ...&lt;br /&gt;aun respiras el amanecer cerca al mar ...&lt;br /&gt;aun sientes que me abrasas fuertemente entre la sabanas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alguna vez te he dicho que aun te amo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-2607297799941845731?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/2607297799941845731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=2607297799941845731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2607297799941845731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2607297799941845731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/09/alguna-vez-te-he-dicho-ke-te-amo.html' title='alguna vez te he dicho ke te amo?'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-8992080505145143639</id><published>2008-08-08T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T13:37:53.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unas lineas de desahogo</title><content type='html'>erase una vez un panita ke entre muela y mulea me desperto curiosidad&lt;br /&gt;pense ... por una noche ke mas da, aunke dude de la seriedad del asunto&lt;br /&gt;al dia siguiente las llamadas continuaron, al mes aun insistias&lt;br /&gt;hacias pregutnas absurdas por minimensaje y dejabas mucho a la interpretacion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un dia por lokera mia ... fui a ver ke lo ke&lt;br /&gt;obviamente estabamos solos, como tooodas las demas veces&lt;br /&gt;porke no se podia tener un encuentro en publico&lt;br /&gt;al entrar senti el aire frio, nos sentamos a hablar&lt;br /&gt;entre ideas tontas y palabras juguetonas&lt;br /&gt;comenzamos a akariciarnos, lo cual llevo a los besos&lt;br /&gt;lo cual llevo a la desnudez y mas luego a un familiar sonido&lt;br /&gt;de gemidos y olor a goma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despues de varios intentos fallidos&lt;br /&gt;los dos nos preguntamos ke paso, adonde esta la lujuria ke profesamos com palabras&lt;br /&gt;te habra afectado tu enestabilidad mental me pregunte varias veces&lt;br /&gt;decidi ponerme la ropa, inventar excusas de un horario imaginario&lt;br /&gt;pacientemente espere la guagua de la ruta&lt;br /&gt;ahi sentada escribi el ultimo mensaje " llegue bien no te preokupes ..."&lt;br /&gt;nunca devolviste segun tu "por falta de minutos"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dias despues escribo una mensaje amanezante&lt;br /&gt;devuelves dudoso ... dias mas tarde confirmo mis sospechas&lt;br /&gt;cesan las llamadas, cesan los mensajes, cesa la persecucion absurda&lt;br /&gt;pasan dias, un ultimo mensaje sincero y directo de mi parte llega a tu movil&lt;br /&gt;claro era de esperarse por tu gran inteligencia no esta en tus manos&lt;br /&gt;y asi las sospechas son confirmadas por ella, pobre tonta ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mi regreso despues de semanas, eventos, fechas especiales y mensajes&lt;br /&gt;obsenos en mi perfil de internet, llamo para saber de ti .... estas frio, desconectado&lt;br /&gt;desanimado en el habla, desinteresado de hablarme usando como escusa " estoy hablando&lt;br /&gt;de negocios "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bueno ... por dar segundas oportunidades ahora me encuentro llena de rabia&lt;br /&gt;no hacia ti, porke no lo vales ni lo mereces, sino por la situacion&lt;br /&gt;rabia ke no encuentro como canalizar ni como aprovechar&lt;br /&gt;apuesto que en estos momentos estas sentado hechandote fresco en los granos&lt;br /&gt;como de costumbre, sin metas, sin aspiraciones, sin planes para maniana&lt;br /&gt;hasta ke te llame un pana con la frase magica " hay pote, soportas?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero asi akaba ....&lt;br /&gt;es cierto me lo buske en cierta forma porke kien me manda a estar en chuleo&lt;br /&gt;pero cruz y raya contigo pendejo, yo se ke te gusto el corito, y ke kisas a veces&lt;br /&gt;te acuerdas de mi, pero tu te lo pierdes porke total yo si tengo metas, aspiraciones y un futuro&lt;br /&gt;y mas ahora ke con el dinero de la guitarra sali de todas mis deudas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya usted sabe, cuideselo&lt;br /&gt;ojala se le caiga o ke no se te vuelva a para&lt;br /&gt;a mi eso me da igual ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATT. YO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-8992080505145143639?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/8992080505145143639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=8992080505145143639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8992080505145143639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8992080505145143639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/08/unas-leneas-de-desahogo.html' title='unas lineas de desahogo'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-8124574500783811865</id><published>2008-07-19T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T08:49:19.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rabia, lujuria, amor, silencio ...</title><content type='html'>al ke me hace sonrojar ...&lt;br /&gt;aun tienes esa magia de hacerme sonrojar con tu sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;cuando veo la lujuria en tus ojos y la deciosa satisfaccion ke me&lt;br /&gt;provoca el roce de tu piel junto a la mia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al ke me hace enojar ...&lt;br /&gt;te conoci destras de una sonrisa timida&lt;br /&gt;entre estrictas instrucciones y el sonido&lt;br /&gt;de butacas en movivmiento, aun conservo la curiosidad&lt;br /&gt;de que sabor tienes en los labios, adoro la manera&lt;br /&gt;que inventas nombres ke me comparan con u ser timido&lt;br /&gt;y jugueton, me encanta perderme en tu aroma, tenerte cerca&lt;br /&gt;escucharte reir, ver tu sonrisa nacer solo para mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al ke me hace soñar ...&lt;br /&gt;eres musa perdida entre miles de ideas&lt;br /&gt;eres encuentro  no deseado&lt;br /&gt;eres duda, eres silencio, eres kien me hizo ver&lt;br /&gt;la realidad de un beso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al ke me hace  cambiar de opinion tan frecuantemente ...&lt;br /&gt;diablos, nunca me arrepenti de mis decisiones hasta ke te conoci&lt;br /&gt;eres tan aereo y descuidado, tu esencia la dejas en la gabeta&lt;br /&gt;mas profunda de tu ropero, influenciable  hasta en como respiras&lt;br /&gt;mes entre tus brasos me senti completa, a salvo, deseada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a la Libelula Guerrera ...&lt;br /&gt;siempre te mantuviste fuerte, un cuando llorabas&lt;br /&gt;ahora desapareces sin dejar rastro, sin un adios, sin un porque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a la ke es mi otra mitad ...&lt;br /&gt;eres replica de mi actitud positiva hacia la vida&lt;br /&gt;eres razon de mis ganas de seguir adelante&lt;br /&gt;eres la ke me da fuersas cuando estoy debil&lt;br /&gt;y la ke me hace sonreir cuando estoy triste&lt;br /&gt;la ke incondicionalmente confia en mis opiniones&lt;br /&gt;la ke no se preokupa por la hora y el lugar&lt;br /&gt;eres la unica con la ke me arriesgo a mostrar kien&lt;br /&gt;realmente soy, porke te lo has ganado,&lt;br /&gt;por 3 vidas mas indiscutiblemente hermana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al ke no kiero mencionar mas ...&lt;br /&gt;juro ke si pudiera retroceder el tiempo no te incluiria&lt;br /&gt;en mi vida, fuiste ruina emocional, causante de tristeza&lt;br /&gt;e instigador de rabia ... hoy ya no estas mas aun quedan&lt;br /&gt;rastros de ti en mi almohada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al ke ame con lokura ...&lt;br /&gt;kien decide cuando dejamos de amar y porke lo hacemos&lt;br /&gt;fuiste inspiracion para mis letras, reposo para mis lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;escusa para sonreir mas a menudo, ahora eres buen recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;de un tiempo donde todo era mejor, eres prototipo de lo ke&lt;br /&gt;busco en mi futuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ti ... no se como describirte&lt;br /&gt;me entiendes ... me haces sonreir&lt;br /&gt;me escuchas ... me kieres a tu manera&lt;br /&gt;no me limitas ... me inspiras a no caer&lt;br /&gt;me llavas de la mano cuando me pierdo&lt;br /&gt;gracias por hablar cuando todo estaba en silencio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-8124574500783811865?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/8124574500783811865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>somthing about lips ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://scanned.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/110707-2041-kissing1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://scanned.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/110707-2041-kissing1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;would you kiss me for no reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you breath next to my hear and wisper "i want u"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would u bite me neck so hard i would almost bleed and dont care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you let me taste u over and over before u walk away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would u close ur eyes?  would u breath deep?&lt;br /&gt;would u turn off the light?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-3483284106467060349?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/3483284106467060349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=3483284106467060349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3483284106467060349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3483284106467060349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/07/somthing-about-lips.html' title='somthing about lips ....'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-5455763543327764371</id><published>2008-06-30T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:40:10.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>proposicion indecorosa vol.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i259.photobucket.com/albums/hh305/robbiegreek/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i259.photobucket.com/albums/hh305/robbiegreek/kiss.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;han pasado varios meses y aun recuerdo como las horas pasaban lentamente&lt;br /&gt;entre caricias, gemidos y palabras de cortesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como te enredabas en mis saderas&lt;br /&gt;como tu lengua se deslizaba hasta mi omglido&lt;br /&gt;tus dedos curiosos entres los mios&lt;br /&gt;y el brillos de tus ojos destras de una sonrisa juguetona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recuerdo tu olor, aroma distante pero unica&lt;br /&gt;recuerdo tu sabor, inconfundible sabor a vodka y manzana&lt;br /&gt;recuerdo la sensualidad de tu voz al decir mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;recuerdo lo pesada ke se sentia mi cabeza en la almohada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun me buscas ... a veces respondo&lt;br /&gt;a veces peinso ke deberia volver a verte y kisas robarte otra noche&lt;br /&gt;a veces solo imagino el caos ke causaria solo robarte un beso&lt;br /&gt;pero la mayoria de las veces solo kiero besarte, sin obligaci0ones, sin escusas, sin pausas y sin horarios, sin remordimientos, solo tus labios entre los mios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dime aceptarias mi oferta bajo esas condiciones?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-5455763543327764371?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-7024175907888344252</id><published>2008-06-02T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:12.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>me enamore ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/SEQ3WYMP3_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/aW6AjtCId-o/s1600-h/sad_bunny_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/SEQ3WYMP3_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/aW6AjtCId-o/s200/sad_bunny_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207347926737608690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me enamore de la idea ke me vendiste de un rayo de sol&lt;br /&gt;en un dia de lluvia&lt;br /&gt;me enamore de tu voz en el telefono tarde en la noche&lt;br /&gt;me enamore de tus abrasos, de como me mirabas, de como&lt;br /&gt;inventabas caricias solo para mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me enamore del contraste de tu piel junto a la mia&lt;br /&gt;me enamore de tus ojos, tiernos, dudosos, intensos, lujuriosos&lt;br /&gt;me enamore de tus palabras, de tus ideas revolucionarias, de tus canciones&lt;br /&gt;izquierdistas con aspiraciones de grandeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me enamore de la idea de pasar el resto de mi vida contigo&lt;br /&gt;me enamore de la costumbre de decirte te keiro&lt;br /&gt;me enamore de las noches ke pasamos juntos, de las promesas vagas&lt;br /&gt;ke nos hicismos entre besos con la luz encendida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me enamore de como me hacias sentir&lt;br /&gt;me enamore de tu nombre, de como rimaban nuestras iniciales&lt;br /&gt;me enamore de un sueño donde aun estar presente y nunca te marchaste&lt;br /&gt;me enamore de la ilucion de ke aun estas aki, de ke aun piensas en mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me enamore hasta perderme en tu piel y ahora no encuentro la salida&lt;div 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...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/SEQ3WYMP3_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/aW6AjtCId-o/s72-c/sad_bunny_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-8991641412228294601</id><published>2008-05-26T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:34:50.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solo un objeto de deseo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img28.picoodle.com/img/img28/8/6/26/f_fSexual2me7m_39e1697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img28.picoodle.com/img/img28/8/6/26/f_fSexual2me7m_39e1697.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porke piensas en mi cuando estas desnudo y con ganas de sentir mis senos&lt;br /&gt;porke no piensas en mi porke si, o solo porke te gusta mi cabello&lt;br /&gt;porke no piensas en lo suave ke es mi piel&lt;br /&gt;y lo tierna ke se ve mi cara cuedo duermo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porke solo piensas en mis piernas enredadas en tu cintura&lt;br /&gt;o mis labios abalanzandose a tu cuello&lt;br /&gt;porke solo recuerdas mis gemidos en lugar de mi apellido&lt;br /&gt;porke es mas facil ke recuerdes loke hicimos la ultima vez&lt;br /&gt;ke el color de mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no kiero ser tu muñeca erotica&lt;br /&gt;cansada de ser una fantasia reprimida&lt;br /&gt;deshinibida y atrevida con ojos juguetones&lt;br /&gt;manos habiles y entrepierna intrigante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiero ser con kien hablas&lt;br /&gt;kon la ke kompartes tus ideas del mañana&lt;br /&gt;con kien pasas la tarde solo porke no kieres estar solo&lt;br /&gt;a kien llamas aunke todos esten  cerca solo porke te hago falta&lt;br /&gt;a la ke kieras ver a tu lado al dia siguiente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o solo eso soy?&lt;br /&gt;la buena amante, la ke no pregunta adonde vas&lt;br /&gt;la ke no pregunta porke no me llamaste&lt;br /&gt;la ke no menciona tu nombre en publiko&lt;br /&gt;la ke te tiene ke ver a escondidas&lt;br /&gt;la ke siempre esta disponible y siempre pide mas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-8991641412228294601?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/8991641412228294601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>ultima cancion de la noche</title><content type='html'>despues de meditar varias horas con el vaso en la mano&lt;br /&gt;mirando hacia el vacio, con la ventana cerrada pra ke mi cordura no escape&lt;br /&gt;me pregunto ke hago aki? causaria un reaccion en cadena al moverme?&lt;br /&gt;te importaria si lo hago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoy vi tu sombra ... confusa y lejana&lt;br /&gt;y en un abrir y cerrar de ojos despues de encender el ultimo cigarrillo&lt;br /&gt;de la noche, te fuiste, sin un adios sin nisikiera un hola ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no se porke te escribo y honestamente no kiero saberlo&lt;br /&gt;eres tod un misterio para mi, aunke creo ke al final no vale la pena&lt;br /&gt;porke tantos rodeos, preguntas incensatas y conversaciones vacias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porke no bailas ocnmigo la ultima cancion de la noche&lt;br /&gt;que te cuesta? no hay nadie al rededor ... no tiene nada ke perder&lt;br /&gt;abrazame fuerte mientras marcas los pasos, presioname contra tu pecho&lt;br /&gt;dime ke te alegras de verme, mirame a los onjos y sonrie sin decir mas nada&lt;br /&gt;toma el control de esos minutos, besame si kieres y si no abrazame aun mas fuerte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camina conmigo agarrado de manos&lt;br /&gt;dejame disfrutar de tu esencia kisas sea la ultima vez ke me veas&lt;br /&gt;antes de decirte adios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-7642854892489418818?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/7642854892489418818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=7642854892489418818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://mountcope.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://mountcope.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/sad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Completly lost my self and I dont mind ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get lost in ur eyes every time u look at me&lt;br /&gt;i get lost un ur finger tips every time u hold my hand just because&lt;br /&gt;i get lost in ur voice when u say my name at random&lt;br /&gt;i get lost in ur skin when u walk by wearing nothing but the sweet smell of morning&lt;br /&gt;i get lost in this huge space i have when ur not arround&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get lost in ur vanilla flavored lips&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get lost in each one of ur scars&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get lost with every kiss and never say goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-4467513436401805388?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/4467513436401805388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=4467513436401805388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4467513436401805388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4467513436401805388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/05/completly-lost.html' title='Completly Lost'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-9118734182426074064</id><published>2008-05-18T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:12:16.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a un extraño</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://silentstephi.com/anime/lovehina/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://silentstephi.com/anime/lovehina/kiss.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ayer, despues de intercambiar frases de doble sentido&lt;br /&gt;una invitacion inusual seguida de una mirada insegura&lt;br /&gt;no pienso en el kisas, en los talvez y en mi siempre presente porke yo?&lt;br /&gt;no me importo, no pregunte, no pense, solo subi los escalones&lt;br /&gt;siguiendo tus pasos, sin miedo, ni malos presentimientos,&lt;br /&gt;de pronto tus labios soldados en mi cuello, tus dedos hundiendose en mi cintura, me apretabas firmemente junto a ti, respirando fuertemente&lt;br /&gt;las horas pasan como minutos ... conversando entre besos y caricias&lt;br /&gt;escuchamos la lluvia caer, componiendo melodias con los labios, tokando nuestros cuerpos&lt;br /&gt;como una sinfonia interminable...&lt;br /&gt;me gusta como dices mi nombre mientras respiras profundo&lt;br /&gt;me gusta como tus dedos se enredan en mis cabellos mientras me miras,&lt;br /&gt;mientras mas kieres contenerte, no puedes y cedes pidiendome mas  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;los gemidos se confundian con el sonido de los carros al pasar en la avenida&lt;br /&gt;me devoras con cuidado, sin dejarme pensar porque estoy aki&lt;br /&gt;el sonido familiar de la madera chocando contra la pared,&lt;br /&gt;mis manos apretando la almohada, para no gritar incontrolablemente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tus manos en mi espalda mientras descanso en tu pecho&lt;br /&gt;acaricias mi piel mientras repites como te gustaron mis labios en tu piel&lt;br /&gt;acariciando con mi lengua tu hombria y haciendote olvidar tus penas&lt;br /&gt;disculpandote por el atrevimiento de haberte vuelto adicto a mis senos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asi doy noticia de mi partida, me abrasas fuerte, me pides ke me kede&lt;br /&gt;repites ke esto es demasiado para ser verdad, tu uniko argumento es "porfavor unos minutos mas", "porfavor quedate conmigo" y el inevitable error de esa frase ke ansio escuchar de otros&lt;br /&gt;labios " kiero ke seas mia" ... pienso en otra voz, pienso en otro cuerpo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que injusticia pensar tanto en algo que no voy a tener&lt;br /&gt;y tu que dedicas tus suspiros solo para mi no eres la razon de mi desvelo&lt;br /&gt;te digo adios un beso en los labios, una caricia, hasta un timido gracias ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le digo adios a un extraño que por unos momentos me hizo sentir unika&lt;br /&gt;sin prejuicios, sin examinar mi anatomia, solo apreciando mis talentos de mujer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-9118734182426074064?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/9118734182426074064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=9118734182426074064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/9118734182426074064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/9118734182426074064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/05/un-extrao.html' title='a un extraño'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-517512582383202125</id><published>2008-04-08T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T12:13:33.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;with this i say good bye to all that i once was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to my warm smile, and my open arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;every day im a little colder, harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thank you all for making me understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;for making me see how things really are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;how much i have to struggle to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;what i deserve ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;many live's have gone by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i still have 5 left to go ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i thank u for ur kind words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but im used to disappointments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i keep ur picture as a reminder of ur smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i keep ur words as a reminder of ur voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i keep ur memory as a reminder of how much i cared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;good bye, good night, be good and take care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-517512582383202125?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/517512582383202125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=517512582383202125&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/517512582383202125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/517512582383202125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/04/note-to-self.html' title='note to self ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-7560704596469117630</id><published>2008-03-31T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:36:38.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aspecto psicologico del SEXO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cjreport.com/files/mainimgs/condomss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.cjreport.com/files/mainimgs/condomss.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no acostumbro escribir asi pero me voy a ir en ciencia hoy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que es el SEXO?&lt;br /&gt;no es la parte del acto morbosa del acto a la cual me refiero a la parte ke los dos&lt;br /&gt;kemas las kalorias del dia y se alivian el estres, sino al fenomeno emocional, y psicologico&lt;br /&gt;que ocurre cuando se da esta explosion de hormonas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el sexo no es solo el acto de un hombre y mujer, hombre y hombre, mujer y mujer, hombre y gallina, mujer y caballo penetrando uno con otro en los genitales, es la parte realacionada a los porque?, cuando?, quien?, donde?, como?, por donde?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay dos aspectos importantes sobre las relaciones sexuales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la atraccion fisica: aqui la pareja cual sea solo se concentra en lo carnal, el deseo de tenerse uno con otro o virar al otro como una media, jalarle los cabellos t decir " tu eres mi perra"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la atraccion emocional: ya aui la preja tiene una compenetracion que va mas aya de SOLO el placer carnal, compraten ideas, deseos, emociones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el aspecto fisiologico del sexo comienza cuando el hipotalamo es estimulado por las feromonas del sexo opuesto o pareja a la cual se ha escogido, mediante unos receptores en la piel, nariz y otros sentidos, desarrollamos una ansiedad a veces prematura de deseo por esa pareja.&lt;br /&gt;despues de aqui entra loque es la secrecion de glandulas en los genitales, ya cuando el cuerpo se impacienta por poseer el otro cuerpo, aki comienza el proceso que todos conocemos como "vamo al mambo" es NECESARIO estumilar las areas sencibles del cuerpo para porducir una sensacion de satisfaccion, caricias, besos, en clgunos mordidas esto depende del tipo de estimulo que la otra persona sienta ke desea, ya en el momento de la penetracion genital se lleva a cabo una sinapsis acelerada en el cerebro, aumentan los latidos cardiacos, la presion sanguinea, alteracion de las funciones renales, en algunos difucultad en el contro de sus esfinteres, ya al final del coito se produce un estimulo neurologico llamado ORGASMO esto no es mas ke una sobre carga de corriente elctrica que pasa por nuestro cerebro, la expulsion de hormonas, de fluidos y finalmente el cosquilleo y la sensacion de alivio y los espasmos musculares involuntarios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en el aspeco psicologico el sexo es un ritual de confianza, permisivo y altamente emocional, de aqui viene la diferencia de "tener sexo o hacer el amor" lo cual es lo mismo pero visto desde diferentes puntos y aspectos, aqui se suma a las caracteristicas fisiologicas, los sentimientos, las sensaciones que rodean el ambiente en el cual estamos, nuestra pareja y el animo en que estamos, los estimulos corporales puede que sean los mismos, pero toman mas tiempoa para hacer reaccionar a nuestro cuerpo pues no estamos condicionados al deseo carnal por nuestra pareja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en mi opinion el sexo es mas ke el acto "morboso" de la penetracion del pene en la vagina, es una expresion de los estimulos producidos por muestro cuerpo inciados como una idea de deseo que llegan a satisfacer esa parte animal que todos llevamos dentro pero muchos tiene miedo a explorar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-7560704596469117630?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/7560704596469117630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=7560704596469117630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7560704596469117630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7560704596469117630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/03/aspecto-psicologico-del-sexo.html' title='aspecto psicologico del SEXO'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-2842684905356179920</id><published>2008-03-23T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:20:58.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bedtime story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://alejandra64.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/escribiendo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://alejandra64.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/escribiendo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;let ur words remain un spoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;let ur fingers draw the meaning of ur thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;make this day last for ever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;as the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; that u wrote a song about true love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;go beyond the scars that life has given you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the broken heart that slowly recovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the tears that struggle to dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the disappointments that u had in the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;today wake up with hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;today scream as loud as u can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;today look in to those eyes and say good bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you walk away with yet another scar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ur not afraid of pain anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you cry because u feel a little empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you pray for the anger to go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and so u write away ur sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and so u drink to feed the monster you created&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and so u pierce one more time those memory's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;with the never ending " why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you find comfort in the simplest things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you find meaning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you look for reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you think, you wonder, you write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you whisper ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put the pen to rest, close the door behind you&lt;br /&gt;turn off the light, and with a kiss good night&lt;br /&gt;surrender to tranquility, to silence&lt;br /&gt;to the sweet melody of moon light&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/2120690342102266252-2842684905356179920?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/2842684905356179920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=2842684905356179920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2842684905356179920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2842684905356179920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/03/from-me-to-you.html' title='bedtime story'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-4803961391635830578</id><published>2008-03-18T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T10:24:29.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sonido del vacio</title><content type='html'>en tus brasos por primera vez&lt;br /&gt;siento como la manta de tu seguridad cubre mi tierna piel&lt;br /&gt;los primeros pasos a este mundo tan cruel&lt;br /&gt;ahi estaban tus brasos para protegerme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mis primeras pesadillas ...&lt;br /&gt;cuando corria llorando hacia el rincon de la cama&lt;br /&gt;y tu me arrullabas hasta consiliar el sueño&lt;br /&gt;tu inolvidable aroma, el inconfundible sonido de tu voz&lt;br /&gt;ahora solo un recuerdo grato de mi infancia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un sonido familiar&lt;br /&gt;las ganas incontrolables de volverte a abrazar&lt;br /&gt;cuanta falta me haces, kuanto kiero tenerte aki&lt;br /&gt;para que seques mis lagrimas como lo hiciste tantas veces&lt;br /&gt;pero aunke te espere, no pasaras por mi puerta&lt;br /&gt;no escuchare tus pasos en el pasillo&lt;br /&gt;ni el chaskeo del encendedor a media noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un plato menos en la mesa&lt;br /&gt;una almohada en el  armario&lt;br /&gt;todo conserva tu aroma, tus camisas aun conservan&lt;br /&gt;ese doblez que tanto te gustaba&lt;br /&gt;a veces hago tu nudo de corbata favorito&lt;br /&gt;para sentirte mas cerca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quisiera olvidarme de tu ausencia&lt;br /&gt;tener otras alternativas para recordarte&lt;br /&gt;mas que una triste cancion en cuerdas de violin&lt;br /&gt;mas que una foto, mas que la botella vacia de tu perfume favorito&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-4803961391635830578?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/4803961391635830578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=4803961391635830578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4803961391635830578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4803961391635830578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/03/sonido-del-vacio.html' title='sonido del vacio'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-1827234698421357958</id><published>2008-03-13T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:12.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>descripcion fotografica de una fijacion oral no superada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/R9n-WvnrXRI/AAAAAAAAALE/OUpgbADUo3Q/s1600-h/candy+lips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/R9n-WvnrXRI/AAAAAAAAALE/OUpgbADUo3Q/s200/candy+lips.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177448913332559122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;labios de frambuesa&lt;br /&gt;mejillas de syrop&lt;br /&gt;ojos de azucar&lt;br /&gt;dedos de algodon&lt;br /&gt;piel de canela&lt;br /&gt;corazon de limon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deja que mis labios descansen en tu cuello&lt;br /&gt;mis manos en tu espalda&lt;br /&gt;cerca de tu pecho, mis dedos se hunden en tu piel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que mas queda cuando se ha conocido la gloria?&lt;br /&gt;que otro sabor queda cuando se ha probado el fuego?&lt;br /&gt;que mas da si las miradas son vacias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que se siente besarte&lt;br /&gt;con los ojos cerrados?&lt;br /&gt;suspirar a tu lado, respirar despacio&lt;br /&gt;sentir un abrazo, moldearme a tus manos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he saboreado todo solo me faltas tu ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-1827234698421357958?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/1827234698421357958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=1827234698421357958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1827234698421357958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1827234698421357958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/03/descripcion-fotografica-de-una-fijacion.html' title='descripcion fotografica de una fijacion oral no superada'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/R9n-WvnrXRI/AAAAAAAAALE/OUpgbADUo3Q/s72-c/candy+lips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-1620293185661326475</id><published>2008-02-28T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T20:37:43.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>indestructible ... indestructible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tejiendolahistoria.files.wordpress.com/2006/12/wonder_woman_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://tejiendolahistoria.files.wordpress.com/2006/12/wonder_woman_003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;every day it gets harder for me to forgive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cada dia se hace mas dificil para mi perdonar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it gets harder to feel the things around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;se hace mas dificil sentir lo que esta a mi alrededor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it gets harder to bleed, some times even to breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;se hace mas dificil sangrar, a veces hasta respirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i had to put so much effort on healing those wounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;tuve ke poner tanto empeño en curar esas heriidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;that now im bullet proof, im cold, im untouchable,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ke ahora soy a prueba de balas, soy fria, intocable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indestructible even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hasta indestructible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i raised from the ashes of my own self destruction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;me levanto desde las cenisas de mi autodestruccion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i learned the hard way not to love as much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;aprendi de la manera dura ke no debo amar tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i was on the edge of despair ... very close to falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;estaba al borde de la desesperacion, muy cerca de caer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i have many scars,  i faced many disappointments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;tengo muchas cicatrices, he afrontado varias desiluciones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and so i walk with my head held high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;y asi camino con mi cabeza en alto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;searching for a well deserved happy ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;buscando mi merecido final feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;looking behind closed doors if life has to offer something good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;mirando detras de puertas cerrdas si la vida tiene algo bueno que ofrecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;for a change ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;para variar ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and so i think, i try to predict my future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;y asi pienso, intento predecir mi futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;make my dessicions ahead of time so i dont make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;tomar las decisiones antes de tiempo para no cometer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the same mistakes twice, watch my back, watch my tounge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;los mismo errores dos veces, cuido mi espalda, cuido mi lengua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i melt my tears in to courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;derrito mis lagrigas en corage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i shape my fears in to dreams, i shred my loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;moldeo mis miedos en sueños, desgarro mi soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;in to patience, i embrace the fact that maybe i wont find that special someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;y la convierto en paciencia, acojo la posibilidad de que no encuentre a ese alguien especial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe that someone was you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;kisas ese alguien fuiste tu ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and even if i stay alone for ever, when i look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;y si me kedo sola para simepre, cuando mire hacia atras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ill se my smile and thats going to mean more than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;vere mi sonrisa, y con satisfaccion sabre ke vale mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; a thousand words from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;que mil palabras tuyas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-1620293185661326475?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/1620293185661326475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=1620293185661326475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1620293185661326475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1620293185661326475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/02/undestructible.html' title='indestructible ... indestructible'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-2516334708726601928</id><published>2008-02-18T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:18:15.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kicking the habit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://princessnellys.blogdiario.com/img/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://princessnellys.blogdiario.com/img/kiss.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sometimes all it takes is one taste&lt;br /&gt;and before you know it you cant stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard to let go,&lt;br /&gt;its hard to say no some times&lt;br /&gt;its hard to have a constant reminder&lt;br /&gt;its hard to loose somthing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when you do let go&lt;br /&gt;you feel this empty feeling for some time&lt;br /&gt;this space that its just there&lt;br /&gt;with nothing around, nothing inside, nothing under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is why its so hard to let you go&lt;br /&gt;i got addicted to ur smile,&lt;br /&gt;ur smell, ur voice, ur kisses&lt;br /&gt;the sound of ur steps in the room,&lt;br /&gt;that feeling of safety i got when u were around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skin feels empty now&lt;br /&gt;my lips are dry&lt;br /&gt;my finger are swollen from playing the same song&lt;br /&gt;i have no more tears&lt;br /&gt;but still i stand&lt;br /&gt;still i walk&lt;br /&gt;still i think you made a mistake&lt;br /&gt;still i wish you  would come back&lt;br /&gt;hear that familiar ring on the phone&lt;br /&gt;or maybe read those words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can say now i have a problem&lt;br /&gt;i admit i let you get too close too soon&lt;br /&gt;i know i need to let go&lt;br /&gt;i try to say no ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untill i feel confortable in my own skin again&lt;br /&gt;and i find someone not like you&lt;br /&gt;i need to get far away&lt;br /&gt;because you are and always will be&lt;br /&gt;my one and only addiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello, my name is ME&lt;br /&gt;and im addicted to YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-2516334708726601928?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/2516334708726601928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=2516334708726601928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2516334708726601928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2516334708726601928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/02/kicking-habit.html' title='kicking the habit'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-6323281581052408768</id><published>2008-02-18T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:13:34.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al Natural ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.artofcolor.it/public/224_Sensual.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.artofcolor.it/public/224_Sensual.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que es ese escalofrio que llevamos dentro,&lt;br /&gt;ese impulso electrico que sentimos al obtener&lt;br /&gt;ese suspiro de paz, alivio y satisfaccion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahi nos quedamos, tendidos sin fuerzas&lt;br /&gt;respirando profundo, intentando mantener la calma,con una tonta sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;y las manos temblorosas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salen los demonios a flote?&lt;br /&gt;las pasiones?&lt;br /&gt;las incertidumbres?&lt;br /&gt;los miedos?&lt;br /&gt;que puedes llegar a ser en esos 10 segundos que parecen una eternidad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya no hay sonrisas gratuitas&lt;br /&gt;ni caricias de consentimiento&lt;br /&gt;solo cuerpos cansados, marcados&lt;br /&gt;y miradas llenas de duda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la continua pregunta del "que tal?" esta en la mente de todos&lt;br /&gt;pero quien se arreve a decirla primero?&lt;br /&gt;porque sucumbimos a estos instantes de alivio tan necesarios?&lt;br /&gt;esperando con ansias una repeticion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se necesita una razon para disfrutar el momento?&lt;br /&gt;se necesita una razon para sonreir?&lt;br /&gt;se necesita una razon para decirte que te kiero?&lt;br /&gt;se necesita una razon para mirar a alguien a los ojos y solo sentir alivio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque tantas interrogantes, indecisiones,&lt;br /&gt;dudas, no es todo mejor sin prisa, sin planes&lt;br /&gt;sin temos a que todo salga mal, no es mejor al natural?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-6323281581052408768?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/6323281581052408768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=6323281581052408768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6323281581052408768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6323281581052408768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/02/al-natural.html' title='Al Natural ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-3495387773587107996</id><published>2008-01-27T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:21:56.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ideas ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lclark.edu/faculty/jsmiller/objects/idea_bulb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.lclark.edu/faculty/jsmiller/objects/idea_bulb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya no necesito el frio toke de una cuchilla&lt;br /&gt;ya no necesito los quimicos amistosos revoloteando en mi cerebro&lt;br /&gt;ya no necesito un trago doble de coraje&lt;br /&gt;ya no necesito una mordida de esperanza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero aun me queda el amargo sabor a tristeza&lt;br /&gt;el ardor en las heridas de la traicion&lt;br /&gt;el desnivel en la piel por las marcas de la culpa&lt;br /&gt;el hilo de los puntos de miedo&lt;br /&gt;el sabor a hierro del olvido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo me keda la dulce idea de poderte ver a escondidas&lt;br /&gt;cuando no hay mas nadie al rededor&lt;br /&gt;de pronunciar esas palabras que conocen&lt;br /&gt;de entender tus ideas, de que no te escapes de entre mis dedos&lt;br /&gt;me marcho vestida de blanco a buscar paz en otro lado&lt;br /&gt;con paso cortos y sin pensar en ti&lt;br /&gt;en lo que dejo atras, en lo que pensaras cuando no me veas volver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mi diosa imaginaria le mando mensajes con las mariposas&lt;br /&gt;mi querido corazon se lo entrgo como garantia al viento&lt;br /&gt;mis lagrimas a la tierra y mis ideas a esta confusas lineas&lt;br /&gt;que ni yo comprendo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-3495387773587107996?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/3495387773587107996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=3495387773587107996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3495387773587107996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3495387773587107996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/01/ideas.html' title='ideas ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-6131229393140849489</id><published>2008-01-19T20:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T20:59:03.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laberinto ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.ya.com/cosasdeestemundo/files/laberinto26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://blogs.ya.com/cosasdeestemundo/files/laberinto26.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Decidir que decir, como actuar es sencillo cuando se tiene la mente clara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;cuando nada nubra tu capacidad para tomar decisiones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;para correr y huir de lo que te persigue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;pero si te pierdes entre tus tormentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;si confundes las direcciones y las ideas ya no tienen sentido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;cuando el abismo se hace mas oscuro y profundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;pierdes las nocion del tiempo, los dias resbalan entres las viejas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;paginas de un libro que he leido tantas veces que perdi la cuenta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;y asi paso mis dias, esperando que amanazca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;atada a las sombras que se reflejan en las paredes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;y con los pocos trapos que llevo en la espalda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;escoger la spalabras correctas para conservar mi cordura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;no es tarea facil, repetirlas ne mi cabeza esforzandome para creerlas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;respiro profundo ... con las esperanza de que mi fabula tenga su merecido final feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;de que la pequeña telaraña del techo se convierta en una sabana de tus besos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;para que me ayude a consiliar el sueño tranquilo y sereno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;busco tus manos en cada rincon, veo por las percianas el cielo enrojecido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;otro dia mas que termina, otra oportunidad perdida de salir de aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; pienso en esos dias que estuvimos cerca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;tan cerca que respirabamos el mismo aire y teniasmos la smismas ideas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ahora todo se nubla y el aire es espeso de sabor metalico,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;las palabras se quedan atrapadas en mi garganta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;tanto asi que olvide el sonido de mi voz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;olvide como se pronuncia un beso y se saborea un te quiero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;aun conservo ese amargo adios de aquel dia ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;el dia que escuche mis lagrimas caer por ultima vez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;asi dejo el espacio vacio, inconcluso, para que le pongas final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a esta fabula, para que me muestres la salida de aqui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;donde poco a poco las ramas y hojas secas opacan mi sonrisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-6131229393140849489?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/6131229393140849489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=6131229393140849489&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6131229393140849489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6131229393140849489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/01/laberinto.html' title='Laberinto ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-157251628490003108</id><published>2008-01-08T21:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:37:54.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rehab 100%</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wellfitness.ch/Hot_Stone_Theraphy_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.wellfitness.ch/Hot_Stone_Theraphy_L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me recupere, con mucho esfuerzo y empeño&lt;br /&gt;rompi las ataduras que en mi habia creado una dependencia&lt;br /&gt;al frakaso, volvi a ser yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me sineto completa, renovada, increiblemente fuerte y decisa&lt;br /&gt;pero en mi subconciente, en akella cajita cerrada con llave&lt;br /&gt;donde gusrdo todos mis temores y mis recuerdos funestos&lt;br /&gt;estas tu ... se supone ke te olvide, se supone ke te supere&lt;br /&gt;se supone que no pienso en ti, se supone ke no me haces falta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intento olvidarte, olvidar tu besos, malditos besos de sabor a caramelo&lt;br /&gt;olvidarme de tus manos, tus dedos descarados que resbalaban por mi piel&lt;br /&gt;olvidarme de tu risa tu ingenua carcajada de aciertamiento&lt;br /&gt;olvidarme de tus ojos, tus lindos ojos cafes, los que me enamoraron&lt;br /&gt;olvidarme de tu voz, mi despertador preferido&lt;br /&gt;olvidarme de tu forma de caminar&lt;br /&gt;olvidarme tu perfume, aroma sensual y tentadora&lt;br /&gt;olvidarme de como te vehias cuando dormias&lt;br /&gt;olvidarme de tu recuerdo, por si en algun momento quiero volverte a ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun queda tanto por olvidar, que no creo que podre&lt;br /&gt;no puedo borrarte de mi, eres y fuiste mi adiccion preferida&lt;br /&gt;para la cual no hay cura, terapia o pastillas que calmen la ansiedad de verte y tenerte&lt;br /&gt;despues de tanto tiempo si ti aun cierro los ojos y te veo a mi lado&lt;br /&gt;aun siento tus abrasos cuando  estoy sola, aun te escucho cuando todo esta en silencio&lt;br /&gt;decidida a seguir adelante, caen unas pokas lagrimas de despecho&lt;br /&gt;mis mejillas enrojecidas, mis manos debiles de tanto apretar los&lt;br /&gt;momentos ke tuvimos para ke no termine tan rapido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que somos ahora? dos extraños con amigos en comun?&lt;br /&gt;quisas fue mejor que nos sopararamos, pero que mal hace recordar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuiste un amor intenso, espontaneo y pasajero&lt;br /&gt;eres mi mejor recuerdo de mi pasajera juventud&lt;br /&gt;mi momento mas feliz, entre todos mis problemas&lt;br /&gt;repito que me va bien, aunque no es cierto&lt;br /&gt;lo intentare una vez mas ... que mas da... aun estoy a tiempo para olvidar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-157251628490003108?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/157251628490003108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=157251628490003108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/157251628490003108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/157251628490003108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2008/01/rehab-100.html' title='rehab 100%'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-7443779603329780729</id><published>2008-01-01T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T12:41:01.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>esperando en pedasos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://purplebliss.files.wordpress.com/2006/07/broken-pleas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://purplebliss.files.wordpress.com/2006/07/broken-pleas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuevo año ...&lt;br /&gt;todos celebran con amigos, familiares, vecinos&lt;br /&gt;todos tiene deseos, metas, trazan sus lineas a seguir&lt;br /&gt;yo solo espero a ke una voz o una cara conocida me de las explikciones&lt;br /&gt;ke merezco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque  aun eres una interroigante en mi?&lt;br /&gt;porque tiene ese poder de manipular mis pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;porque aun pienso en ti ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no es cierto que la distancia y el tiempo lo curan todo&lt;br /&gt;cuando tus rodillas sangran por arrastrarte hacia su puerta&lt;br /&gt;no es cierto que la paz y la calma se encuentran en un suspiro&lt;br /&gt;cuando es la unika fuera que tienes para no ahogarte en tus propias lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;pero aun asi no te tengo rencor&lt;br /&gt;no quiero que se te explote una goma ni te choque un carro&lt;br /&gt;ni que se te dañ el reloj y llegues tarde al trabajo&lt;br /&gt;solo quiero que me digas porque me hechaste a un lado&lt;br /&gt;si solo te di lo mejor de mi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-7443779603329780729?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-3319772583925885027</id><published>2007-12-23T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T23:27:27.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOY ... decidi no amarte mas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/9/90/Stop_hand_caution.svg/300px-Stop_hand_caution.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/9/90/Stop_hand_caution.svg/300px-Stop_hand_caution.svg.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entre una mezcla confusa de carcajadas y alcohol&lt;br /&gt;recuerdos difusos de lo que fue, del porque termino&lt;br /&gt;y como el cosmos decidio unirnos denuevo, asi  de confundida como&lt;br /&gt;mis letras, que no encuentro mi principio y mi final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me hace falta, lo se es dificil admitir que aun te amo&lt;br /&gt;siempre te amare y nunca seras una persona mas&lt;br /&gt;en mi largo calendario social no eres una fecha mas de cuampleaños&lt;br /&gt;no eres una escapada mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eres toxina para la cual no hay cura&lt;br /&gt;insoluble por el alcohol&lt;br /&gt;contaminte de mis sonrisas&lt;br /&gt;culpable de mis lagrimas y mis momentos tristes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas ahora, lo digo y lo confirmo&lt;br /&gt;con el mismo sadismo ke tuve al amarte desenfrenadamente&lt;br /&gt;de ti no espero ni kiero nada, mi corazon es mio solamente&lt;br /&gt;ahora te veo como una fecha mas en mi agenda&lt;br /&gt;un email mas que mandar para una felicitaciones&lt;br /&gt;de cumpleaños, ya no eres parte de mi mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desde hoy no te amo mas, te digo adios en definitiva&lt;br /&gt;te digo adios sin pensarlo dos veces&lt;br /&gt;te digo adios por mi propio bien&lt;br /&gt;te digo adios porke no soy perfecta pero aun asi&lt;br /&gt;soy demasiado buena para ti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-3319772583925885027?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/3319772583925885027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=3319772583925885027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3319772583925885027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3319772583925885027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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comida.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Dominicano: Se comen la mitad de tu comida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo: Llama a tu padres 'Sr./Sra'.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Dominicano: Entra y dice 'sion mami' y 'sion papi'...o tia y tio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo: Te saca de la cárcel y te dice lo que hiciste mal.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Dominicano : Se sienta al lado tuyo y te dice: 'Coño 'tamo Jodío'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo: Nunca te ha a visto llorar.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Dominicano: 'Ta Jalto de verte llorar, te dice 'pendejo/a' y después llora contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo: Te toma las cosas prestadas y te las devuelve días después.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Dominicano: Se queda con tu vaina, y lo usa delante de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo: Sabe un par de cosas tuyas.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Dominicano : Pueden hacer un libro de ti y venderlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo: Te deja solo si todo el mundo te deja.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Dominicano: Se quilla y dice: 'Que se jodan Tó'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo: Te toca a la puerta.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Dominicano: Te abre la puerta y te dice: 'Llegué yo, denme mi comida'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo: Te lleva a beber y después te dice que es suficiente.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Dominicano: Se da un jumo contigo y se burla de tus estupideces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo: Tiene una discusión con la persona que hable mal de ti.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Dominicano: Le cae a trompá' al que hable mal de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo: Es amigo por un tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Dominicano : Son tu pana por siempre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-7535367608712999565?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/7535367608712999565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-1298547210457749265</id><published>2007-12-13T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:12.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>que es "lo correcto"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/R2MYJ5g-BjI/AAAAAAAAAKE/PVDgAPb79U4/s1600-h/antifaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/R2MYJ5g-BjI/AAAAAAAAAKE/PVDgAPb79U4/s200/antifaz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143981757724231218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;como sabes cuando algo es "lo correcto"&lt;br /&gt;lo decimos a diario, aconsejamos a los demas, damos palabras de aliento&lt;br /&gt;decimos " descuida hiciste lo correcto" pero como sabemos si de verdad lo es&lt;br /&gt;uno mismo comete errores quien es uno para decir que esta bien y ke esta mal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisas de vez en cuando hacer algo que no es " lo correcto" pueda salvar tu vida&lt;br /&gt;o kisas salvar una amistad o solo kitarte la duda de que no era una estupidez&lt;br /&gt;tan grande como todos pensaban ...&lt;br /&gt;son esas dos palabras que un dia puedan hacerte caer en la depresion mas grande&lt;br /&gt;de tu vida, llevarte a hacer cosas que nunca pensaste que harias para liviar&lt;br /&gt;el dolor, para para de llorar aunque sea por 20 minutos, para darle&lt;br /&gt;tiempo a tus parpados que descansen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todos hemos hecho estupideses, nadie es libre de culpa&lt;br /&gt;hemos mentido, engañado, huido, todo por algo que en ese momento&lt;br /&gt;nos hizo sentir que nada nos podia hacer daño, incenvibles, superiores&lt;br /&gt;asi mismo todos hemos hecho estupideces por amor o por un amigo&lt;br /&gt;para que alguien se diera cuenta de sus "errores" o para sacarle&lt;br /&gt;una sonrisa a alguien que la perdio hace un tiempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asi remontamos a "lo correcto" como seres imperfectos&lt;br /&gt;buscamos siempre una escusa para okultar nuestros defectos&lt;br /&gt;destras del makillaje, la ropa cara, los perfumes, y algunos hasta mienten&lt;br /&gt;sobre su apariencia, y todo es por una sencilla razon, nadie admite que se gusta&lt;br /&gt;algunos lo hacen para okultar defectos que van mas aya de como se ven por fuera&lt;br /&gt;otros se "gustan" tanto que llegan a ser excluidos por sus mismos amigos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todos tenemos derechos a tener la sonrisa perfecta, piernas escandalosas,&lt;br /&gt;senos despampanantes, ojos brillantes, labios seductores, piel como seda,&lt;br /&gt;cabellos como el satin prefiero mis inperfecciones, mi sobrepeso, mis cicatricese&lt;br /&gt;a ser vacia, alguien excluido por sus mismos amigos, alguien que cuando habla&lt;br /&gt;todos se alejan porke los hiere, y asi dices ke hiciste " lo correcto" cuando sabes que no eres mejor&lt;br /&gt;que nadie, que nadie merece el sufrimientos que brindas, bueno kien soy para juzgar&lt;br /&gt;nunca he hecho "lo correcto"como dices pero nunca he caido tan bajo&lt;br /&gt;a dar consejos que nunca podre seguir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-1298547210457749265?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/1298547210457749265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=1298547210457749265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1298547210457749265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1298547210457749265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/12/que-es-lo-correcto.html' title='que es &quot;lo correcto&quot;?'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/R2MYJ5g-BjI/AAAAAAAAAKE/PVDgAPb79U4/s72-c/antifaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-7653038026312339268</id><published>2007-12-08T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:12.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>una estrella ... dedicada a Daysi Gomez, R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/R1uPG_yf8dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BrjvL1LN4vY/s1600-h/estrellas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/R1uPG_yf8dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BrjvL1LN4vY/s200/estrellas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141860749938782674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;p style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES"&gt;Durante los años de batalla con los libros&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entre mareas de papeles y lapices&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES"&gt;textos sin sentido y recordatorios de examenes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siempre nos brindabas un alivio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tus incansables consejos acerca de la vida&lt;br /&gt;nos dieron una pista de lo que nos esperaba&lt;br /&gt;cuando salieramos de aquel caparazon&lt;br /&gt;que con tanto empeño desebamos dejar atras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu sonrisa tierna y acogedora siempre lista&lt;br /&gt;a defendernos aunque en ocasiones no tuevieramos la razon&lt;br /&gt;madre por naturaleza, de instinto vivaz siempre fuiste&lt;br /&gt;inspiracion como profesional, madre y amiga.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="line-height: 150%; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES"&gt;hoy eres parte de las estrellas junto a otros seres queridos&lt;br /&gt;que nos vigilan y nos protegen, nos enfrentamos la noticia&lt;br /&gt;de tu perdida con tristeza.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" lang="ES"&gt;a tus hijos, excelentes seres humanos amorosos y sinceros&lt;br /&gt;tal como lo fuiste con nostros te recordare como me imagino&lt;br /&gt;que quieres que lo haga siempre con el corazon abierto,&lt;br /&gt;una abrazo entre manos y una sonrisa en los labios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES"&gt;  &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-7653038026312339268?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/7653038026312339268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=7653038026312339268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7653038026312339268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7653038026312339268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/12/una-estrella.html' title='una estrella ... dedicada a Daysi Gomez, R.I.P.'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/R1uPG_yf8dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BrjvL1LN4vY/s72-c/estrellas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-1852960702252612064</id><published>2007-12-02T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:13.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflexion 105</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/R1Nl7_JsZLI/AAAAAAAAAJs/jQC74ubF-no/s1600-R/2stemmedRosesLStem.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/R1Nl7_JsZLI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0XSbg3qSZHA/s200/2stemmedRosesLStem.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139563680998646962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siempre me he preguntado como serian las kosas si un dia ya no estuviera aki&lt;br /&gt;le haria falta a alguien? iria alguien a mi despedida?&lt;br /&gt;bueno ayer por un momento me di cuenta ke hay una persona ke si piensa en mi&lt;br /&gt;aunque solo lo hace para satisfacer esa parte animal del ser humano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en ese instante las emociones de adueniaron d emi cuerpo, mis manos temblaban&lt;br /&gt;sin sendido maximizaban hasta el suspiro mas leve, si estaba nerviosa de una manera&lt;br /&gt;ke no lo habia estado en mucho tiempo, le temia al tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asi ke jugue bien mis cartas tome el control del momento puse mis reglas&lt;br /&gt;y me sali con la mia, todo empezo y termino cuando a mi me dio la gana&lt;br /&gt;por primeravez no me deje dominar por nada ni nadie, lo hice yo sola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vi un poko de desepcion en tu mirada, o kisas fue rabia?&lt;br /&gt;no lo se y por lo ke a mi me ingumbe no me interesa, disfrute el momento&lt;br /&gt;gracias... akel instante de lujuria due una revelacion emocional .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-1852960702252612064?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/1852960702252612064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=1852960702252612064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1852960702252612064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1852960702252612064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/12/reflexion-105.html' title='reflexion 105'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/R1Nl7_JsZLI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0XSbg3qSZHA/s72-c/2stemmedRosesLStem.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-2325611106172064381</id><published>2007-11-21T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:56:54.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4:40 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sleepzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/reading_sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://sleepzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/reading_sleep.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doy vueltas entre las sabanas,&lt;br /&gt;buscando el porke de mi vigilia,&lt;br /&gt;repito en mi kabeza akellos momentos especiales&lt;br /&gt;o significantes en mi vida y solo logro llenarme deira o tristeza&lt;br /&gt;mi primer cumpleajoños, mi graduacion, mi primera vez en un estudio&lt;br /&gt;mi primer beso, los nervios ke senti la primera vez ke te tuve cerca,&lt;br /&gt;akella vez ke nos dejamos llevar por la lokura, el dia ke saliste de mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he cambiado lo admito, soy mas fuerte, controlo mas mis emociones&lt;br /&gt;pero eso no significa que ya no me importes,&lt;br /&gt;ahora todo es tan mecanico, que hasta las miradas se confunden con insultos&lt;br /&gt;si, soy una averracion si me comparas a como me conociste...&lt;br /&gt;pero sabes, me siento mejor ahora, soy hasta mas tierna con los que me lo permiten&lt;br /&gt;no lo niego, me alegro que por un instante pensante en mi&lt;br /&gt;tampoco niego el hecho que por dos horas me senti mas viva&lt;br /&gt;que en los meses ke estuvimos separados, lo se estas acciones&lt;br /&gt;no implican sentimientos y para serte honesta no creo que los necesite&lt;br /&gt;pero si quiero sentirte en ese momento, que seas solo mio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creo que eres la razon por la cual no puedo dormir&lt;br /&gt;eres como una neurotoxina que no te deja descansar hasta que te consume&lt;br /&gt;descuida, estas no son la slineas de alguien enamorado&lt;br /&gt;son solo lineas para desahogarme y poder consiliar el sueño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es extraño hubiera dado lo que no tengo por tenerte hace unos meses&lt;br /&gt;y ahora solo eres un quisas marcado en mi calendario,&lt;br /&gt;eres especial eso lo sabes bien, pero no creo ke volveras a escuchar un te kiero&lt;br /&gt;de estos labios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que duermas bien, yo lo intentare una vez mas&lt;br /&gt;antes de atarme denuevo al control remoto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-2325611106172064381?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/2325611106172064381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=2325611106172064381&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2325611106172064381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2325611106172064381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/11/440-am.html' title='4:40 am'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-5400800522898134633</id><published>2007-11-20T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T11:25:19.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iris by goo goo dolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/17/28/23292817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/17/28/23292817.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I don't want to go home right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause sooner or later it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When everything seems like the movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know your alive  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't want the world to see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-5400800522898134633?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/5400800522898134633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=5400800522898134633&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5400800522898134633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5400800522898134633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/11/iris-by-goo-goo-dolls.html' title='Iris by goo goo dolls'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-8815127869800544906</id><published>2007-11-10T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T23:07:39.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Aniversario ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/drawsketch/1/5/U/K/candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/drawsketch/1/5/U/K/candle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como ha pasado el tiempo, y ya lo que antes hacia ke mi voz&lt;br /&gt;temblara hoy no es mas que algo vivido y pasado.&lt;br /&gt;ayer... buscando algo que ahora no recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;gracias al alcohol o a otras sustancias extramadamente amistosas que rondan entre mis neuronas, vi algo que te pertenecio, un recuerdo de ti que aun conserva tu aroma&lt;br /&gt;tu toke especial que me gustaba tanto, tu creatividad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con cuidado lo levante, observe la manera que las letras fueron postradas en el papelcomo mi nombre tenia importancia en ese entonces, me dio nostalgia de aquel dia donde las cosas ya iban por mal kamino ... tu voz, tu figura, tus abrasos, tus interminables te kiero y tus lindos ojos cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un sinumero de recuerdos pasaron por mi mente,&lt;br /&gt;la primera vez que te bese, que me esforse por mantenerme despierta aunke no tenia fuerzas...&lt;br /&gt;como me sostuviste para que mis brasos no temblaran&lt;br /&gt;como tus manos adornaban mis caderas, como tu voz complementaba la mia&lt;br /&gt;como siempre nuestras manos encontraban la manera de tokarse&lt;br /&gt;aunke estuvieran a kilometros de distancia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ya todo akabo, lo ke antes era una herida hoy es un recuerdo grato&lt;br /&gt;de alguien que por un momento quiso estar conmigo solo por ser yo&lt;br /&gt;a veces doy vueltas sin encontrar un lugar donde me sienta protegida&lt;br /&gt;no he podido encontrar unos labios dulces ... ni unos ojos tiernos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la verdad aun no se tus razones ... y not e dire que estoy mas bien que nunca&lt;br /&gt;pero no siento ese vacio, ni ganas de que todo acabe, ni espero al lado&lt;br /&gt;del telefono desesperadamente a que llames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seguire recordandote el 17 de cada mes, sonriendole a las estrellas&lt;br /&gt;hasta que volvamos a cruzar miradas y pueda decirte en persona&lt;br /&gt;gracias por quererme de esa manera! cuanto falta me has hecho, te abrace, sonria&lt;br /&gt;y continue caminando aun sin rumbo pero menos perdida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-8815127869800544906?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/8815127869800544906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=8815127869800544906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8815127869800544906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8815127869800544906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/11/feliz-aniversario.html' title='Feliz Aniversario ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-8533175522864075083</id><published>2007-10-26T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T14:19:18.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soy libre .... soy yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/85/33/23133385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/85/33/23133385.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que bien se siente poder caminar a solas debajo de la lluvia&lt;br /&gt;sentir las gotas resbalando armoniosamente por tu piel&lt;br /&gt;al compas de las pisadas que das...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que bien se siente cerrar los ojos sin condiciones,&lt;br /&gt;sin tener que esperar que una voz te de tranquilidad&lt;br /&gt;sin estar ansiosa por las horas silenciosas que se escabuyend entre las manecillas&lt;br /&gt;sin advertencia y sin retorno ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que bien se siente no necesitar la aprobacion siempre presente&lt;br /&gt;pera actuar, caminar, vestir, hablar de tal o cual manera&lt;br /&gt;dulce libertad cuanta falta me has hecho&lt;br /&gt;cuanto te recordaba en esos meses que estuve encadenada&lt;br /&gt;a una interrogante que no tiene solucion y mucho menos razon de ser&lt;br /&gt;revelaste tu misterio al mundo, ya no eres el centro de atencion&lt;br /&gt;una marioneta hueca disfrazada de demonio, o asi kieres parecer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asi soy!actuo por motivacion propia ahora que no estas cerca&lt;br /&gt;por libre albedrio como devio ser desde el principio&lt;br /&gt;siempre con la frente en alto, siempre atenta al camino&lt;br /&gt;el viento a mi favor, la surte de mi lado, unas cuantas estrellas ke me sirvan de guia&lt;br /&gt;y mi fiel amiga mi soledad para que me haga compañia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-8533175522864075083?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/8533175522864075083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=8533175522864075083&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8533175522864075083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8533175522864075083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/10/soy-libre-soy-yo.html' title='soy libre .... soy yo!'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-1494435297357346839</id><published>2007-10-19T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:42:46.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stitches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/2417887/2/istockphoto_2417887_stitches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/2417887/2/istockphoto_2417887_stitches.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everytime i look at the sky&lt;br /&gt;the damn moon is there looking at me&lt;br /&gt;staring at my empty reason  of why arent you there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a time when i needed ur touch to survive&lt;br /&gt;a time were ur voice was the best part of my day&lt;br /&gt;when that long lost sound of a sweet wisper&lt;br /&gt;a simple as "good night" or "hello" was the roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;that kept me so far away from the edge&lt;br /&gt;now im so close i can feel the void under my toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur words like scissors cut all the stitches away&lt;br /&gt;all the wounds are left to bleed&lt;br /&gt;dripping all over my thighs&lt;br /&gt;feeling the warm sensation of betrail as i blame&lt;br /&gt;my goodness for my suffering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untill this day i blame that night&lt;br /&gt;when the moon was shinning&lt;br /&gt;there was no one else arround, not a sound, not a stare&lt;br /&gt;only the taste of cigarette and gum in the corner of ur lips&lt;br /&gt;ur hands next to mine, ur eyes shut tight&lt;br /&gt;i blame that night for loosening up the stitches i worked so hard to keep safe&lt;br /&gt;i blame that night for my empty stare&lt;br /&gt;i blame you for making me fall in love with a lie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-1494435297357346839?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/1494435297357346839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=1494435297357346839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1494435297357346839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo konozco un tormento desde ke vi tus lindos ojos esmeralda&lt;br /&gt;descubrir esa interrogante ke esconde tu sonrisa al&lt;br /&gt;verte desde el interior de tus ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jure encontrar paz en una promesa ke nunca se cumplio&lt;br /&gt;ansio besarte como ayer, mas no tendre la oportunidad&lt;br /&gt;aunke kiera mirar atras... ya no sueño, ya no escribo,&lt;br /&gt;solo cuando llueve, cuando los cristales se nublan por mis latidos morbidos, cuando mis dedos apenas tocan las teclas del piano en el&lt;br /&gt;cual te escribi miles de melodias que nunca te dedique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiero confesarte ke siempre te mantuve vivo&lt;br /&gt;que te guardaba en un rincon&lt;br /&gt;que te pensaba cada minuto de mis dias infinitos&lt;br /&gt;que te queria solo para mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin excusas de tiempo y espacio&lt;br /&gt;sin memorias de un cuadro triste&lt;br /&gt;sin pensar en mas nada ke tus calidos brasos&lt;br /&gt;enredados en mis caderas, abrazame hasta que me quede&lt;br /&gt;dormida y asi sin aliento, inanimada y fria&lt;br /&gt;beso tu frente sin que sospeches mi presencia&lt;br /&gt;cuidandote desde el mas alla y asegurandome&lt;br /&gt;que sonrias cada vez que llueve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-7625222337917628452?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/7625222337917628452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=7625222337917628452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7625222337917628452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://static.flickr.com/48/152029562_9bca37da31.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ohhhh dulce veneno ke tienes en los labios&lt;br /&gt;akel dia ke todo comenzo con una caricia&lt;br /&gt;y avanzo a ese torbellino de besos,&lt;br /&gt;caricias apresuradas, palabras perdidas&lt;br /&gt;suspiros que dominaban el silencio de la habitacion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu piel rozando la mia&lt;br /&gt;tus ojos clavados en mis pechos&lt;br /&gt;tus labios susurrando incoherencias&lt;br /&gt;tus dedos recorriendo mis cabellos&lt;br /&gt;en unos segundos un alivio pasajero&lt;br /&gt;una molestia deliciosa, unos segundos de nirvana&lt;br /&gt;una frase familiar ... "eres solo mia?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clava tus colmillos en mi espalda&lt;br /&gt;destruye mi ternura poko a poko&lt;br /&gt;haz ke kada embastida sea un grito desesperado de placer&lt;br /&gt;la calma añorada llega al fin, un sonrisa timida en tus labios&lt;br /&gt;una gota de sudor rueda por tu frente,&lt;br /&gt;un beso robado, te volteas y me dejas a la merced de las sabanas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-1561593944460190867?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/1561593944460190867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=1561593944460190867&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1561593944460190867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1561593944460190867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/10/una-sola-madrugada.html' title='una sola madrugada'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-6319362139525656012</id><published>2007-10-02T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T18:10:09.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reflexion 103</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/81/31/23423181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/81/31/23423181.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hace mucho no escribia al compas de las gotas de lluvia&lt;br /&gt;hace mcuho no me sentaba a escuchar los susurros del viento&lt;br /&gt;hace mucho que no me daba cuenta lo oscuro que podia ser mi rostro&lt;br /&gt;hace mucho que no sentia panico por escuchar el telefono sonar&lt;br /&gt;hace mucho que no suspiro por un lindo gesto&lt;br /&gt;hace mucho que pienso en mudar mi piel para kitarme tu veneno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisiera que pensaras en voz alta&lt;br /&gt;kisiera poderte decir como marcaste mi vida&lt;br /&gt;kisiera verte en el dia mas gris&lt;br /&gt;kiero escuchar un SI sincero de tus labios sin dudas y sin pensarlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dudas ... lo uniko ke me keda&lt;br /&gt;interrogantes sin fin y sin respuesta&lt;br /&gt;intentento decirte adios&lt;br /&gt;pero cada dia al despertar te kiero mas&lt;br /&gt;porque no me kieres ya? si yo te kiero tanto todavia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-6319362139525656012?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/6319362139525656012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=6319362139525656012&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6319362139525656012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6319362139525656012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/10/reflexion-103.html' title='reflexion 103'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-7828158319989720977</id><published>2007-09-29T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T17:09:57.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Born to Darkness [part 1]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.quizilla.com/C/chaoscomesatnite/1073352505_DemonWings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/chaoscomesatnite/1073352505_DemonWings.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i made a lot of drunken efforts...&lt;br /&gt;i tried to walk in a straight line back to how i was&lt;br /&gt;the thing i miss the most is self control&lt;br /&gt;when i had the power to say no and walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is a blur now&lt;br /&gt;with bruises all over my neck and arms&lt;br /&gt;i wonder ... were am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i wake up in the wrong place?&lt;br /&gt;i look around, the place full of mirrors&lt;br /&gt;the low lights don't let me see past the tv&lt;br /&gt;i cant find the remote, i cant find my night stand&lt;br /&gt;the smell of this place is familiar&lt;br /&gt;it's a mix of ammonia and bleach with a sligth hint of death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw the bone breaking the skin as i try to stand up&lt;br /&gt;my legs don't move, my voice is gone&lt;br /&gt;a craving for flesh, i think what could be happening to me&lt;br /&gt;as im sitting there, i feel something piercing my back&lt;br /&gt;the burning sensation get heavy by the minute&lt;br /&gt;something is coming out of my skin, i hear cracking and twitching&lt;br /&gt;warm scarlet drops runs down my arm, in to my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my teeth hurt, my lips are dry and cracked&lt;br /&gt;my eyes go blind for a second, i feel pushing my torso out of the&lt;br /&gt;uncomfortable silence of that room&lt;br /&gt;i open my eyes in front of one of the many mirrors&lt;br /&gt;as a shock, i smile...&lt;br /&gt;i have wings covered in blood, fangs coming out of the sides of my lips&lt;br /&gt;my stomach is now  slim and curved&lt;br /&gt;i feel renewed, refreshed, reborn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-7828158319989720977?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/7828158319989720977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=7828158319989720977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7828158319989720977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7828158319989720977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/09/born-to-darkness-part-1.html' title='Born to Darkness [part 1]'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-2861843456075735303</id><published>2007-09-25T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:13.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeding the beast ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rvnz-yO1ekI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4mUUFFCRkEw/s1600-h/handcuffs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rvnz-yO1ekI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4mUUFFCRkEw/s200/handcuffs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114387111817345602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to taste someone else's lips today&lt;br /&gt;it wasent what i expected...&lt;br /&gt;no matter how tight i closed my eyes&lt;br /&gt;it dident feel right&lt;br /&gt;it felt empty, almost robot like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his hands on my face, so warm and delicate&lt;br /&gt;his sweet eyes, his smile, his wispers&lt;br /&gt;they meant nothing, it was all just for the fuck of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt wrong, uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;compromising to say the least&lt;br /&gt;his words rushing out of his lips&lt;br /&gt;giving in to the greatness of my chest&lt;br /&gt;loosing himself in to my thighs&lt;br /&gt;and stupid me is thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-2861843456075735303?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/2861843456075735303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=2861843456075735303&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2861843456075735303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2861843456075735303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/09/feeding-beast.html' title='feeding the beast ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rvnz-yO1ekI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4mUUFFCRkEw/s72-c/handcuffs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-2373607558626734749</id><published>2007-09-24T01:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:13.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>deseo animal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rvdy7yO1ejI/AAAAAAAAAIs/F1pK27PhqWo/s1600-h/gorra+wolf+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rvdy7yO1ejI/AAAAAAAAAIs/F1pK27PhqWo/s200/gorra+wolf+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113682273324333618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;solo queda el fondo del vaso&lt;br /&gt;lleno de  discordia y angustia&lt;br /&gt;sola, sorbo a sorbo, miro hacia el cielo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se akaban las palabras&lt;br /&gt;no dejo de repetir lo obvio&lt;br /&gt;lo que todos saben&lt;br /&gt;lo que corre por mis venas y sale por mis poros&lt;br /&gt;malditos sean tus labios&lt;br /&gt;que envenenaron los mios&lt;br /&gt;no puedo olvidarme de tu sabor&lt;br /&gt;del olor de tu piel, de como se siente tu pecho rozando mi costado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no solo me consume el deseo de tenerte&lt;br /&gt;el deseo de que mi carne se funda con la tuya&lt;br /&gt;de que mis dedos se entrelacen con los tuyos&lt;br /&gt;y el unico  sonido sea el de nuestra respiracion a ritmo de las embastidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aullo a la luna&lt;br /&gt;deseo de que me vuelvas a desgarrar la piel con tus dientes&lt;br /&gt;siento como estira mi piel&lt;br /&gt;mis manos tiemblan&lt;br /&gt;mis dientes rechinan unos con otros&lt;br /&gt;te deseo, te añoro, te espero&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-2373607558626734749?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/2373607558626734749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=2373607558626734749&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>dibujame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage.ntlworld.com/lyndonw/sketches/eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://homepage.ntlworld.com/lyndonw/sketches/eye.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dibujame con tus mejores pinceles&lt;br /&gt;dibujame con mis defectos&lt;br /&gt;con mis lokas ideas&lt;br /&gt;con mis porque y mis tontas teorias sobre cosas ke no tiene importancia&lt;br /&gt;dibujame con mi sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;dibujame en las sombras&lt;br /&gt;dibuja mis lagrimas, mis mejillas secas y mis labios cuarteados&lt;br /&gt;dibuja mi escencia&lt;br /&gt;dibuja una escusa para no kererme&lt;br /&gt;dibuja mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;dibuja mis  ideas, mi futuro&lt;br /&gt;dibuja mis besos, dibuja mis angustias, mis miedos, mis objeciones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-3534882876174709519?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/3534882876174709519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=3534882876174709519&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3534882876174709519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3534882876174709519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/09/dibujame.html' title='dibujame'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-5546525357810572086</id><published>2007-09-19T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T01:23:31.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>missing you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://berglovespizza.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/boo-i-miss-you-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://berglovespizza.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/boo-i-miss-you-edit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to call&lt;br /&gt;i diald over 10 times&lt;br /&gt;i remebered the limits i accepted so i dident havet o walk away&lt;br /&gt;ur far, i miss ur voice, ur touch, ur madness&lt;br /&gt;i know it's not right to wait and hope&lt;br /&gt;that my crippled dreams come alive once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss messing up ur hair&lt;br /&gt;i miss watching u drive&lt;br /&gt;i miss nothing less than everything&lt;br /&gt;yes, over all i miss u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-5546525357810572086?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/5546525357810572086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=5546525357810572086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5546525357810572086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5546525357810572086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/09/missing-you.html' title='missing you'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-3809224981448213651</id><published>2007-09-19T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:13.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blanko &amp; negro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RvF9yHfDWgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8rnjmOSCx64/s1600-h/Kleo+%28efecto%29+11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RvF9yHfDWgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8rnjmOSCx64/s200/Kleo+%28efecto%29+11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112005351998446082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que pregunta escondes detras de esos hilos de algodon?&lt;br /&gt;que preokupacion llena tus ojitos de lagrimas?&lt;br /&gt;que nombre revolotea en tu cabeza?&lt;br /&gt;porke estan palidos tus labios de azukar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hada de alas coloridas&lt;br /&gt;deja a un lado el mundo,&lt;br /&gt;respira profundo, mira al cielo&lt;br /&gt;cuenta las nubes hasta ke logres dormir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niña de dulce piel canela&lt;br /&gt;ojitos de luciernaga y manos de marfil&lt;br /&gt;no se puede tener todo lo ke se desea,&lt;br /&gt;siempre algo o alguien te hara tropezar en el kamino&lt;br /&gt;corretea confiada por los verdes campos del presente&lt;br /&gt;no te preokupes por el helado pasado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asi continua las nubes son reemplazadas por estrellas&lt;br /&gt;el kalido son por la amable luna&lt;br /&gt;ves las sombras pasar y paciente esperas al amanecer&lt;br /&gt;para asi poder continuar, sin preguntas, sin preokupaciones&lt;br /&gt;solo con un par de alas coloridas y tu sonrisa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-3809224981448213651?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/3809224981448213651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=3809224981448213651&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3809224981448213651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3809224981448213651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/09/blanko-y-negro.html' title='blanko &amp; negro'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RvF9yHfDWgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8rnjmOSCx64/s72-c/Kleo+%28efecto%29+11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-218220854238273890</id><published>2007-09-17T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T13:42:37.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mi lista de bodas imaginaria ....</title><content type='html'>mi colaboradora me dio una buena idea, aki les va mi lista de bodas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maddy's Cool list of shit to buy if eventualy she gets married"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*orden de compra por un año de platos, vasos, cubiertos desechables y servilletas&lt;br /&gt;*set de sartenes&lt;br /&gt;*likuadora&lt;br /&gt;*microndas&lt;br /&gt;*membresia del gym&lt;br /&gt;*mesa de billar&lt;br /&gt;* a bong&lt;br /&gt;*10 tarjetas orange de 100 pesos&lt;br /&gt;*un inalambrico con called id&lt;br /&gt;*unos lentes de sol gucci&lt;br /&gt;*una caja de pinchos, rolos y colitas&lt;br /&gt;*ceniceros&lt;br /&gt;*desodorante en aerosol&lt;br /&gt;*uno de eso sombreros de plastiko ke se ponen als latas a los lados&lt;br /&gt;y un viaje de pendejadas mas ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-218220854238273890?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/218220854238273890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>kisas algun dia me kase ( eso espero)</title><content type='html'>como todos mis amigas se estan casando&lt;br /&gt;yo  dire mi idea al respecto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no creo kasarme por ahora, primero no tengo kon kien&lt;br /&gt;bueno honestamente no me imagino alguien ke kiera kasarse conmigo&lt;br /&gt;a menos ke yo no le pague jejejje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero aki les va mi idea de mi boda perfecta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin vestidos costosos, sin diamantes, sin salones caros ni pajes ni damas de honor&lt;br /&gt;mis amigos, mi familia ( la poka ke me keda)&lt;br /&gt;los amigos y la familia del pobre diabloke engatuce para ke se kase conmigo :P&lt;br /&gt;una playa, un juez de paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi vestuario:&lt;br /&gt;baggies blankos y blusa de tiros blanka y tenis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el vestuario del pobre diablo ke engatusare para ke se kase conmigo:&lt;br /&gt;baggies negros, tshirt de su preferencia pero negro y tenis de su preferencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;invitados:&lt;br /&gt;como les de su regalada gana ( cero tangas y sin camisas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recepcion:&lt;br /&gt;la primera ronda la invito yo, el jumo corre por cuenta suya&lt;br /&gt;para los corruptos, bueno la primera Z la invito yo, para&lt;br /&gt;los ke tienes gustos mas avanzados los primeros 1000 los invito yo tambien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ke llevar?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inpresindible presentar post it diciendo " tu va" que sera entregado en lugar de invitaciones&lt;br /&gt;*lentes de sol&lt;br /&gt;*chancletas&lt;br /&gt;*condones( para los chikos)&lt;br /&gt;*pastillas anticonceptivas o kualkier metodo ke usen ( para las chikas)&lt;br /&gt;*regalos para mi y el pobre diablo ke embaucare para ke se kase conmigo&lt;br /&gt;* chocolates, cantidades industriales de chokolates&lt;br /&gt;* gotas para los ojos ( para akellos ke usan lentes de contacto, jejeje)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y esa seria mi boda perfecta, low budget, good friends,pero primero  buscare alpobre diablo ke embaucare para ke se kase konmigo :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-4863028769428243373?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/4863028769428243373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=4863028769428243373&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4863028769428243373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4863028769428243373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/09/kisas-algun-dia-me-kase-eso-espero.html' title='kisas algun dia me kase ( eso espero)'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-3907915933995009447</id><published>2007-09-15T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T13:50:03.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i just breath .... and think</title><content type='html'>it's a web of emotions my mind has been spinning for a while&lt;br /&gt;there not good and there not bad&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes they turn on me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they become these demons that dont let me sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;i ask them to go, but they laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;they tell me ill never be happy&lt;br /&gt;they mock me, and i cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;i think of you, and i know it's not the rigth thing to do&lt;br /&gt;but i let my self go, and i fall&lt;br /&gt;talking to you, looking at you, im calm&lt;br /&gt;has been a roller coaster ride from the start&lt;br /&gt;the hate full stares, the stupid fights&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder ... am i always wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel the strings pulling on my arms&lt;br /&gt;all the scars hurt but i dont bleed&lt;br /&gt;all the stitches pop, but no tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say to my self...&lt;br /&gt;go back to sleep, it's just a dream&lt;br /&gt;breath my dear, just breath&lt;br /&gt;every once in a while i miss u voice&lt;br /&gt;i miss ur sweet words, i miss ur smile&lt;br /&gt;over all i miss u, the way it was&lt;br /&gt;i know it's never going to be the same&lt;br /&gt;thats why im happy when i sleep cuz i dream of u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-154534697592043524</id><published>2007-09-09T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:37:21.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>indecision ... pero asi termina</title><content type='html'>como  se puede definir mejor&lt;br /&gt;que no sabes que hacer sobre tal o kual kosa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si asi lo defines tienes razon estoy indecisa&lt;br /&gt;perturbada kisas... cansada de buscar una solucion&lt;br /&gt;las ideas me revolotean en la kabeza, preguntas&lt;br /&gt;que no puedo responder, sospechas que ustedes dejaron muy claras&lt;br /&gt;ya me se esta historia, la he vivido antes&lt;br /&gt;misteriosamente de un momento a otro te das cuenta que debiste&lt;br /&gt;estar con otra persona desde el principio&lt;br /&gt;por todo lo ke han vivido, por las carcajadas y las lagrimas que compratieron&lt;br /&gt;si indiscutiblemente una historia digna de un final feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero que hay de mi,&lt;br /&gt;y mis noches sin dormir&lt;br /&gt;mis dias felices&lt;br /&gt;y mis momentos grises junto a ti&lt;br /&gt;claro imagino que esos no valen,&lt;br /&gt;no soy victima, fui tonta al pensar que podia funcionar&lt;br /&gt;que las llamadas a media noche continuarian&lt;br /&gt;entonces que fui, titere de angustia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pues ya&lt;br /&gt;asi despido mi batalla sin razon&lt;br /&gt;dejo al olvido mis "kisas" y mis "kien sabe"&lt;br /&gt;continuo mi kamino sola&lt;br /&gt;como siempre lo he hecho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pense ke esta vez iba a ser diferente&lt;br /&gt;mas no fue asi ...&lt;br /&gt;en los breves instantes que  fui feliz junto a ti&lt;br /&gt;fueron tronchados por esa llamada continua y pedante&lt;br /&gt;pidiendo explikaciones y reclamando su lugar en tu vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bueno, asi es&lt;br /&gt;no volvere a preguntar mas&lt;br /&gt;no tendre mas dudas&lt;br /&gt;no esperare mas un beso de despedida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asi termina la historia&lt;br /&gt;una historia de inseguridad y poka tolerancia&lt;br /&gt;pende de un hilo mi esperanza de volver a encontrar alguien&lt;br /&gt;solo para mi, a kien pueda besar cuando kiero&lt;br /&gt;a alguien que pueda agarrar de la mano cuando las luces se apagan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ti&lt;br /&gt;hechisera de mil lunas&lt;br /&gt;traicionera de profesion, tus consejos los considero malos recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;espero seas feliz, y el dia que nos encontremos denuevo&lt;br /&gt;pueda mirarte a los ojos sin desprecio&lt;br /&gt;de tus malas jugadas, de tu forma canaya de comportarte&lt;br /&gt;de que no sabes perder, por eso te gusta verme llorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ti&lt;br /&gt;caballero sin armadura perdido en los laberintos de mis recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;i regret not behing able to say goodbye in the proper way&lt;br /&gt;y aun con el adios en la punta de la lengua&lt;br /&gt;no digo nada, espero el momento adecuado, trankila y en paz&lt;br /&gt;porque  me ocultaste tu union? bueno no hicste buen trabajo&lt;br /&gt;ya me lo imaginaba... no te preokupes los daños son reparables&lt;br /&gt;mas mi confianza se quebro, podras repararla? kieres intentarlo?&lt;br /&gt;esto lo dejo a tu discrecion amigo mio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no llevo odio ni rencor en mis ideas, para que  ya has sufrido demasiado&lt;br /&gt;con los duros golpes que te ha dado la vida, siempre estare ahi  sime necesitas,&lt;br /&gt;un consejo, una mirada una sonrisa,  dulces palabras para mejorar tu dia&lt;br /&gt;incondicionalmente amiga, nada mas ni nada menos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-154534697592043524?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/154534697592043524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=154534697592043524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/154534697592043524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/154534697592043524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/09/indecision-pero-asi-termina.html' title='indecision ... pero asi termina'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-1380871286701356784</id><published>2007-09-04T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T23:17:09.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hace un tiempo ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/82/35/22183582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/82/35/22183582.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hoy olvide kien era&lt;br /&gt;me entregue a la desesperacion&lt;br /&gt;le di rienda suelta a mis temores&lt;br /&gt;entre ellos estaba perderte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tan cerca pero tan lejos&lt;br /&gt;me kede esperando palabras de consuelo&lt;br /&gt;una invitacion a tus brasos&lt;br /&gt;una sonrisa a medias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ese destello perdido en tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;me dijo mas de lo ke esperaba saber&lt;br /&gt;porke temo a perder lo ke nunca tuve&lt;br /&gt;me pregunto una y otra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que niña tonta soy&lt;br /&gt;esperando lo imposible&lt;br /&gt;deseando lo inaudito&lt;br /&gt;intentando explikarme a mi misma lo inexplikable&lt;br /&gt;convenciendome de que todo sera diferente&lt;br /&gt;pacientemente espero y suspiro&lt;br /&gt;miro las hojas caer y las estaciones pasar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;las manecillas oxidadas de un viejo reloj de pared&lt;br /&gt;las telarañas de una ventana ke no fue abierta&lt;br /&gt;las sombras ke siguen dianbulando debajo de la puerta&lt;br /&gt;el rechinar del viento, el silencio&lt;br /&gt;lentamente pierdo la fe&lt;br /&gt;akella foto que guarda para verla cuando me hicieras falta&lt;br /&gt;destruida por el timepo, forma solo una silueta&lt;br /&gt;sin sentido ... sin razon, sin ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-1380871286701356784?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/1380871286701356784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=1380871286701356784&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1380871286701356784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1380871286701356784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/09/hace-un-tiempo.html' title='hace un tiempo ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-4379709848362897932</id><published>2007-08-30T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T14:23:03.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sin sentido ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.my2copper.com/images/straight_jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.my2copper.com/images/straight_jacket.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como sabes cuando todo acaba?&lt;br /&gt;cuando sientes ese vacio ke te invade&lt;br /&gt;cuando miras alrededor hay miles de personas&lt;br /&gt;pero aun sientes ese gran abismo entre tu mente y tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como sabes ke es lo ke te falta?&lt;br /&gt;cuando te miras al espejo durante tanto timepo&lt;br /&gt;sin idea algun de lo ke buscas&lt;br /&gt;y tu rostro pierde su forma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te imaginas cuanta falta me haces?&lt;br /&gt;cuando intento desviar mi mirada de la tuya&lt;br /&gt;porke el solo hecho de verte me dan ganas de abrazarte&lt;br /&gt;y perdirte ke no te vayas nunca&lt;br /&gt;ke ese instante no termine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque te kiero tanto?&lt;br /&gt;porke kasi no te conozco&lt;br /&gt;y no puedo evitar pensar en ti mil veces al dia&lt;br /&gt;cuando hasta una sombra me recuerda a ti&lt;br /&gt;el sonido de tu voz, el perfume de tu piel&lt;br /&gt;lo bien ke se sentia kuando me abrazabas&lt;br /&gt;y lo ke en un instante termino sin aviso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiero dejar de llorar&lt;br /&gt;llorar por una causa perdida&lt;br /&gt;una batalla sin sentido&lt;br /&gt;un beso ke kedo en el vacio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te extraño...&lt;br /&gt;me hacen falta tus dedos entre los mios&lt;br /&gt;me hace falta verte dormir, tan trankilo y feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porke cuando estas no siento el vacio&lt;br /&gt;ke hechizo pusiste en tus labios?&lt;br /&gt;porke me siento ke nada me falta, nada me hace mal&lt;br /&gt;cuando estas cerca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eres mi contraparte?&lt;br /&gt;o eres mi tormento?&lt;br /&gt;dime, ke historia me kontaran tus lindos ojos&lt;br /&gt;la proxima vez ke te vea?&lt;br /&gt;seguiran con ese enigma ke tanta curiosidad&lt;br /&gt;me provoca ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dicen ke sin lokura no hay amor&lt;br /&gt;ke sin amor no hay sentido&lt;br /&gt;ke sin sentido no hay vida&lt;br /&gt;pero mi lokura, mi sentido eres tu ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-4379709848362897932?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/4379709848362897932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=4379709848362897932&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4379709848362897932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4379709848362897932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/08/sin-sentido.html' title='sin sentido ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-107756264003788345</id><published>2007-08-27T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:14.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>memoirs of a cutter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RtOWvj_qftI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3ztsOmDw54s/s1600-h/23365505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RtOWvj_qftI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3ztsOmDw54s/s200/23365505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103588546601189074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me hacian falta tus tokes frios en mi piel&lt;br /&gt;esa estupida sensacion de alivio&lt;br /&gt;esa tonta idea de control ke me das&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigues siendo mi mas cruel adiccion&lt;br /&gt;mi sufrimiento mas delicioso&lt;br /&gt;mi escalofrio necesario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logre convencerme ke no necesito esta tortura para ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;pero a veces la tristeza me agobia&lt;br /&gt;la razon cede, la logica se desvanece&lt;br /&gt;scon ese primer chillido en la piel&lt;br /&gt;el primer pinchazo, y ahi antes de komenzar denuevo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resbala un sollozo, una lagrima timida&lt;br /&gt;corta mis dudas de una vez por todas&lt;br /&gt;haz ke mis temores se desangren&lt;br /&gt;en este ritual cruel&lt;br /&gt;una vez mas, recupero mi paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despues de haber pasado minutos a la merced del&lt;br /&gt;purgatorio, recobro mis sentidos&lt;br /&gt;veo las paredes ke me encierran&lt;br /&gt;feliz de despertar, adolorida y amoratada&lt;br /&gt;con la certeza de que volvere a ver tu sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;y de ke esta vez solo me costo un poko de mi sanidad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-107756264003788345?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/107756264003788345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=107756264003788345&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/107756264003788345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/107756264003788345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/08/memoirs-of-cutter.html' title='memoirs of a cutter'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RtOWvj_qftI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3ztsOmDw54s/s72-c/23365505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-1595169379106141610</id><published>2007-08-21T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:14.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unas letras a mi amado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RsvMiFTUFYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ym4k5qbYoH4/s1600-h/asunder-Mrs_Self_Destruct.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RsvMiFTUFYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ym4k5qbYoH4/s200/asunder-Mrs_Self_Destruct.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101395888838022530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dejame dibujar las lineas de tu perfil&lt;br /&gt;en camara lenta, poco a poco&lt;br /&gt;haz de cuenta ke le timepo no pasa&lt;br /&gt;ke los minutos no existen solo son ilusiones opticas de la mente perturbada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prestame uno de tus delirios para ke me haga compañia y ya no me sienta sola&lt;br /&gt;cambiaria cientos de mis recuerdos por una de tus penas para poder saber como piensas&lt;br /&gt;kisiera ver con tus ojos lo ke me rodea&lt;br /&gt;el destello escondido de un rincon vacio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extracto de canela y azukar morena&lt;br /&gt;adonis de causas perdidas&lt;br /&gt;morfeo de mis noches de insomnio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;risco de mis angustias&lt;br /&gt;pozo sin fin, torbellino de incertidumbre&lt;br /&gt;se sueltan las costuras poko apoko y asi me kedo&lt;br /&gt;mirando hacia la nada con solo un minuto de recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;y tus lindos ojos de almendra plasmados en mis pupilas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-1595169379106141610?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/1595169379106141610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=1595169379106141610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1595169379106141610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1595169379106141610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/08/sin-titulo.html' title='unas letras a mi amado'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RsvMiFTUFYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ym4k5qbYoH4/s72-c/asunder-Mrs_Self_Destruct.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-6791388705818687355</id><published>2007-08-18T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:14.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 kosas ke odio de mi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RsfdMlTUFXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/isDYMsgv0Eo/s1600-h/arm+tatoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RsfdMlTUFXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/isDYMsgv0Eo/s200/arm+tatoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100288311261664626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) mis palabras, odio como retumban en la habitacion vacia&lt;br /&gt;como soloz, que solo o puedo escuchar mis opiniones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) mis manos, odio como mis dedos como cuchillas cortan mis venas al buscar alivio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) mi piel, odio mi perfime me recuerda a las veces que despierto perdida y al sentir solo mi aroma recuerdo ke estoy sola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) mis labios, que solo hablan la verdad cuando estas y cuando no estas, que dicen kosas ke mi razon no controla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) mi voz, que solo sabe una melodia, las notas confundidas en mi vabeza chokan con las pokas neuronas ke kedan despues de ese trago amargo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) mis piernas, odio cuando tiemblan porque estas cerca, aunke se ke solo eres una ilucion, cuanto kisiera ke fueras real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) mis ideas, odio pensar, razonar, tener la capacidad de discernir entre lo bueno y lo malo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) mis limitaciones, odio no poder estar en dos sitios al mismo tiempo, donde todo es premeditado y nada es espontaneo o donde todo sea por instinto y deseo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) mi conciencia, por decirme ke tenga cuidado kon mis vicios, por recordarme cada instante kien soy y de ke estoy hecha, ke soy fuerte y mis decisiones finales, ke soy pilar y apoyo de akeyos ke me necesitan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) a mi, por ser tan sabia cuando no debo serlo, por confundirme entre un grupo de extraños, por ser tan obvia, por ser tan buena en cosas ke soloo uno pokos saben, por esconderme detras de una mascara cuando tengo miedo, por tener sentiemintos, por mis heridas, por los pokos pedasos ke nunca reemplazare, por la unika vez ke dije "te amo" y me ekivoke, por mirarte a los ojos y ver ke me mentias, y ahora porke me odio ... por saber ke soy yo a kien no puedes olvidar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-6791388705818687355?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/6791388705818687355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=6791388705818687355&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6791388705818687355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6791388705818687355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/08/10-kosas-ke-odio-de-mi.html' title='10 kosas ke odio de mi'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RsfdMlTUFXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/isDYMsgv0Eo/s72-c/arm+tatoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-8574909096719407591</id><published>2007-08-16T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:15.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>child of lust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RsS4bVTUFWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xXV7HHI1X7M/s1600-h/ist2_3118371_sexy_woman_in_lingerie_standing_on_a_bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RsS4bVTUFWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xXV7HHI1X7M/s200/ist2_3118371_sexy_woman_in_lingerie_standing_on_a_bed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099403457804375394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pin me to the wall hold me tight and kiss me with no compassion&lt;br /&gt;peel the flesh off my body with no regret&lt;br /&gt;run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; fingers deep in to my thighs&lt;br /&gt;caress with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; wonderful tongue my breasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tease me as much as u want&lt;br /&gt;feed me the sweet caramel that resides between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; lips&lt;br /&gt;be a fears predator and take me as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;conn&lt;/span&gt; me in to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me skip a heart beat&lt;br /&gt;let me breath u inn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; make plans for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;just tell me how u want to do me next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make this embrace the sweetest yet&lt;br /&gt;welcome me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; manhood&lt;br /&gt;let me taste u, let me feel u while u breath&lt;br /&gt;lay down, take a deep breath&lt;br /&gt;enjoy while i taste &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; skin&lt;br /&gt;moan while i swallow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; regret&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-8574909096719407591?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/8574909096719407591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=8574909096719407591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8574909096719407591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8574909096719407591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/08/child-of-lust.html' title='child of lust'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RsS4bVTUFWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xXV7HHI1X7M/s72-c/ist2_3118371_sexy_woman_in_lingerie_standing_on_a_bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-5081078775778315602</id><published>2007-08-15T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:15.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>somthing to think about</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RsNDmAXorFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-W2fplVuzv4/s1600-h/244832861.img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RsNDmAXorFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-W2fplVuzv4/s200/244832861.img.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098993523326757970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont wake me up... let me sleep for ever&lt;br /&gt;that way i dont have to face the fact that ur not here next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing else to think&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;not even hope exists anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im all mixed up because of this&lt;br /&gt;break my dreams&lt;br /&gt;break my heart&lt;br /&gt;hurt me untill i bleed if u want&lt;br /&gt;but give me back my smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if hope dangles on a string&lt;br /&gt;where is my peace of mind?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-5081078775778315602?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/5081078775778315602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=5081078775778315602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5081078775778315602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5081078775778315602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/08/say-it-aint-so.html' title='somthing to think about'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RsNDmAXorFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-W2fplVuzv4/s72-c/244832861.img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-5500138757149858902</id><published>2007-08-11T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:22:07.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reflexion 102</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.depressionblog.org/images/suicide11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.depressionblog.org/images/suicide11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;descubri la magia de tu persona&lt;br /&gt;pero mi logica no me permite seguir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porke pienso en magia antes ke en realidad&lt;br /&gt;agote mis 9 vidas detras de un sueño ke nunca alcanse&lt;br /&gt;ahora, vivo con miedo de ke esta termine sin poderte besar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayudame a entender porque tanto encierro&lt;br /&gt;porke los cambios drastikos&lt;br /&gt;porke tantas encrucijadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se ke soy especial, eso lo dejaste claro&lt;br /&gt;se ke te importo, lo repites mil veces&lt;br /&gt;ahora yo te pregunto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estas cansado de correr?&lt;br /&gt;estas cansado de pensar?&lt;br /&gt;deja libres esas palabras aunke me duelan&lt;br /&gt;por lo ke a mi concierne soy a prueba de balas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desnudo mis manos&lt;br /&gt;vacio mis bolsillos&lt;br /&gt;escucha mi voz para ke entiendas lo ke escribo&lt;br /&gt;lo siento si alguna vez hice mal&lt;br /&gt;te pido una sentencia justa&lt;br /&gt;te pido ke no te alejes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estas lagrimas que ruedan no son de tristeza&lt;br /&gt;estos labios no tiemblan de frio&lt;br /&gt;mis ojos no se cierran por la falta de luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el timepo no ha sido justo conmigo&lt;br /&gt;me ha dejado muchas cicatrices las cualles&lt;br /&gt;llevo con orgullo, no me apena ke sepan ke he sufrido&lt;br /&gt;solo kiero dejar de hacerlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;injusticia piensas?&lt;br /&gt;no te culpo por mis lagrimas kerido&lt;br /&gt;no te culpo por no tener sangbre en las venas&lt;br /&gt;no te culpo por mis cicatrices&lt;br /&gt;no te culpo por las cortadas ke arden ahora mas ke nunca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios digo a mi sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;adios digo a la mentira ke teji en mi kabeza&lt;br /&gt;adios digo a tu perfume&lt;br /&gt;adios digo a tus caricias&lt;br /&gt;adios digo a tu voz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-5500138757149858902?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/5500138757149858902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=5500138757149858902&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5500138757149858902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5500138757149858902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/08/reflexion-102.html' title='reflexion 102'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-4193671603443852396</id><published>2007-08-11T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:22:28.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>imperfeccion simplemente perfecto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chine-informations.com/images/upload/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.chine-informations.com/images/upload/moon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque escribo sin parar ... y las palabras revolotean en mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;sin sentido y sin orden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maldita sea porke te kiero tanto ...&lt;br /&gt;no entiendo porque no sales de mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;eres como un delirio ke me persigue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no kiero escuchar ese adios&lt;br /&gt;que guardas para mi en tus labios&lt;br /&gt;"siento depues existo" dicen&lt;br /&gt;pues contigo siento demasiado y eso akaba con mi existencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jure que no pasaria mas&lt;br /&gt;jure a los 4 vientos que no caeria&lt;br /&gt;en esta trampa letal&lt;br /&gt;"nunca mas" pense una y otra vez ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero no fue asi,&lt;br /&gt;me atrapo una vez mas,&lt;br /&gt;kiero paz, dormir trankila&lt;br /&gt;poder pensar en mi sin pensar en ti primero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el kerer es un sentimiento demasiado complikado&lt;br /&gt;te destroza por dentro pero te da fuersas para continuar&lt;br /&gt;te hace pensar cosas que parecen imposibles&lt;br /&gt;te hace decir cosas en los momentos menos adecuados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisas me ekivoke, kisas seas solo algo pasajero&lt;br /&gt;o kisas eres el prototipo de la imperfeccion simplemente perfecto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-4193671603443852396?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/4193671603443852396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=4193671603443852396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4193671603443852396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4193671603443852396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/08/imperfeccion-simplemente-perfecto.html' title='imperfeccion simplemente perfecto'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-4610757695665275207</id><published>2007-08-04T20:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T20:26:38.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reflexion 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs6/300W/i/2005/072/2/2/Broken_heart_by_fabu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs6/300W/i/2005/072/2/2/Broken_heart_by_fabu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a ti&lt;br /&gt;a kien ultimamente has sabido desatar toda mi furia&lt;br /&gt;hasta hacerme perder la cordura&lt;br /&gt;deseos de ira ke solo la sangre calmaria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ti&lt;br /&gt;a kien me hizo conocer el lado dulce de la lujuria&lt;br /&gt;con kien sueño aunke sea de dia&lt;br /&gt;malditos deseos de tenerte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ti&lt;br /&gt;a kien prefieres sentirte marioneta&lt;br /&gt;que te manejen al antojo&lt;br /&gt;que ser  kerido y escuchado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ti&lt;br /&gt;por ser tan inguenuo y por necesitar&lt;br /&gt;que te abrieran los ojos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ti&lt;br /&gt;arpia venenosa&lt;br /&gt;que manupilas y controlas a tu antojo&lt;br /&gt;usas y desechas, olvidas y entierras&lt;br /&gt;porke tanta crueldad hacia alguien ke te dio sus corazon&lt;br /&gt;mente y cuerpo ... sera tan dulce tu veneno?&lt;br /&gt;dificil de escapar kisas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ti&lt;br /&gt;mi amado, mi razon de desvelo&lt;br /&gt;mi cabellero encantado&lt;br /&gt;mi deseo okulto&lt;br /&gt;mirame a los ojos, dime lo ke sientes&lt;br /&gt;esta vez seguire caminando a ver&lt;br /&gt;si nuevamente llegare a tu puerta&lt;br /&gt;o si para siempr eme perdere entre las sabanas de un adios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-4610757695665275207?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/4610757695665275207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=4610757695665275207&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4610757695665275207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4610757695665275207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/08/reflexion-101.html' title='reflexion 101'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-1685857490663925210</id><published>2007-08-04T20:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T20:16:47.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>libelula guerrera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.elmundodelsuperdotado.com/Imagenes/libelula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.elmundodelsuperdotado.com/Imagenes/libelula.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que mal se siente en encierro&lt;br /&gt;sentirte atada a algo por razones ilogicas&lt;br /&gt;respirar dia a dia con lapesadez del remordiemiento&lt;br /&gt;por una buena desicion&lt;br /&gt;las torres de tu castillo de azukar se demoronan sin que te des cuenta&lt;br /&gt;todo por ese maldito sapo ke te hechizo hace muchos años&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al diablo con las torres, el sapo, el remordiemiento&lt;br /&gt;al demonio con los deseos de los demas&lt;br /&gt;no seas invisible al mundo&lt;br /&gt;extiende tus alas no dejes ke se rompan&lt;br /&gt;vuela libre sin temor, alejate del ese estanke&lt;br /&gt;ke fue tu perdicion popr tanto tiempo&lt;br /&gt;espera a tu principe en su reluciente caballo mekanico&lt;br /&gt;desmaya tus sentidos en sus brasos&lt;br /&gt;deja ke te llene con su palabras&lt;br /&gt;bebe de su paz, llenate de su espiritu guerrero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pequeña libelula, liberate de tu encantamiento&lt;br /&gt;vive tu vida, respira tu aire, que nada sea premeditado&lt;br /&gt;que todo sea espontaneo y vivaz como tu mirada&lt;br /&gt;conozco tus penas, aun vivo con algunas de ellas&lt;br /&gt;escuchas las palabras de esta sabia mariposa que perdio&lt;br /&gt;sus alas por estar encerrada, liberate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo en la vida es pasajero,&lt;br /&gt;hasta el remordieminto cuando dejas de darle importancia&lt;br /&gt;no escuches ni a tu conciencia pues ella misma te traiciona&lt;br /&gt;al corazon mucho menos porke es facil que se desmorone&lt;br /&gt;eres guerrera, sigue tu instinto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-1685857490663925210?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/1685857490663925210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=1685857490663925210&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1685857490663925210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1685857490663925210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/08/libelula-guerrera.html' title='libelula guerrera'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-1892103168572688938</id><published>2007-08-01T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:15.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ocean size love by leigh nash ... to my sis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RrF08QXorEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/COwOTvh7Bxg/s1600-h/fairies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RrF08QXorEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/COwOTvh7Bxg/s200/fairies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093981232067816514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I'm doing may be dumb&lt;br /&gt;I know I should not be staring at the sun&lt;br /&gt;But the thought of you leads me to temptation&lt;br /&gt;It's the same whatever side you're on&lt;br /&gt;Separated we are delicate and small&lt;br /&gt;And the space between, needs our attention&lt;br /&gt;I see you right in front of me, as close as you can get&lt;br /&gt;And I pray that you won't leave, this daydream yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it might seem much too far, to get back to where you are&lt;br /&gt;But it's close enough, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;So if you can't reach out to me, send a sign across the sea&lt;br /&gt;And I'll pick it up, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to worry any more&lt;br /&gt;If I really need you I'll go to the shore&lt;br /&gt;And the thought of you there is my protection&lt;br /&gt;I see you right in front of me, a vision in my head&lt;br /&gt;And I know this is as real, as a daydream gets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it might seem much too far, to get back to where you are&lt;br /&gt;But it's close enough, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;So if you can't reach out to me, send a sign across the sea&lt;br /&gt;And I'll pick it up, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make no sound, but I can hear you in the wind&lt;br /&gt;I can see this never ends, like the sea, like you for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's close enough, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;So if you can't reach out to me, send a sign across the sea&lt;br /&gt;And I'll pick it up, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;And it might seem much too far, to get back to where you are&lt;br /&gt;But it's close enough, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;So if you can't reach out to me, send a sign across the sea&lt;br /&gt;And I'll pick it up, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-1892103168572688938?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/1892103168572688938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=1892103168572688938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1892103168572688938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1892103168572688938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/08/ocean-size-love-by-leigh-nash-to-my-sis.html' title='ocean size love by leigh nash ... to my sis'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RrF08QXorEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/COwOTvh7Bxg/s72-c/fairies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-1280378074661036081</id><published>2007-07-31T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:15.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 segundos de paz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RrAElQXorDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1pxwvwVXZw8/s1600-h/1414sexy-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RrAElQXorDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1pxwvwVXZw8/s200/1414sexy-14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093576216651803698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sentir tus manos por mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;tu lengua en mi kuello&lt;br /&gt;como tus dedos se hunden en mis caderas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maldigo el deseo&lt;br /&gt;no me deja dormir&lt;br /&gt;revolotea en mi kabeza&lt;br /&gt;komo mariposa de alas rotas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que deliciosa es tu piel&lt;br /&gt;que delicadas tus caricias&lt;br /&gt;cuanto me hacen falta tus besos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque eres timido cuando estoy cerca?&lt;br /&gt;te gusta cuando respiro tan cerca de tu cuello que puedes saborearme en tus labios?&lt;br /&gt;porque no me tomas de una vez por todas&lt;br /&gt;desata esa furia que veo en tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;conkistame con un suspiro&lt;br /&gt;y regalame un gemido de alivio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-1280378074661036081?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/1280378074661036081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=1280378074661036081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1280378074661036081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/1280378074661036081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/10-segundos-de-paz.html' title='10 segundos de paz...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RrAElQXorDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1pxwvwVXZw8/s72-c/1414sexy-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-8085821824607084354</id><published>2007-07-29T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T14:45:13.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>necesito fuerzas</title><content type='html'>necesito una razon para continuar&lt;br /&gt;mi fuerza se akaba&lt;br /&gt;me siento komo una flor marchita en el desierto&lt;br /&gt;asi esperanza de seguir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me siento agotada&lt;br /&gt;siempre he sido pedestal y triunfadora&lt;br /&gt;mas ahora me siento akabada&lt;br /&gt;mis petalos caen por todas partes&lt;br /&gt;mis hojas no son verdes y mis espinas estan secas&lt;br /&gt;mis raices se levantan del suelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;las unikas gotas son las ke salen de mis mejillas&lt;br /&gt;y hasta esas pierden sentido al caer al suelo&lt;br /&gt;AUXILIO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ya no puedo mas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-8085821824607084354?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/8085821824607084354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=8085821824607084354&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8085821824607084354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8085821824607084354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/necesito-fuerzas.html' title='necesito fuerzas'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-5605115703247354991</id><published>2007-07-28T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:16.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>un tributo a ti .... mi heroe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqvZ4gXoq7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2MUo5iCZcrE/s1600-h/dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqvZ4gXoq7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2MUo5iCZcrE/s200/dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092403368457448370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perdoname por no decirte dia a dia cuanto te amaba&lt;br /&gt;perdoname porque ahora ke no estas es cuando mas te kiero a mi lado&lt;br /&gt;perdoname por no decirte buenas noches&lt;br /&gt;perdoname por querer crecer tan rapido ke olvide cuando me cargabas en tus brasos&lt;br /&gt;y me dormias con tus caricias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahora ya no huelo tu perfume&lt;br /&gt;no veo tu kamisa favorita, no veo tus  zapatos al lado de la la puerta&lt;br /&gt;no escucho tu voz,&lt;br /&gt;cuantas noches sin dormir espero a ke vuelvas&lt;br /&gt;ke magicamente abras la puerta de la habitaion y vea tu sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te extraño tanto ke daria lo ke me deda de vida por unos minutos contigo&lt;br /&gt;tengo tantas ganas de abrazarte&lt;br /&gt;de decir tu nombre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu sabiduria, coraje, fortaleza marcaron mi vida&lt;br /&gt;tu recuerdo duele tanto que kas lagrimas no cesan de caer&lt;br /&gt;tu ausencia me ha vuelto debil, casi mortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi heroe, mi  consejero, mi amado, mi guerrero, mi idolo, mi soporte&lt;br /&gt;mi padre...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-5605115703247354991?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/5605115703247354991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=5605115703247354991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5605115703247354991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5605115703247354991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/un-tributo-ti-mi-heroe.html' title='un tributo a ti .... mi heroe'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqvZ4gXoq7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2MUo5iCZcrE/s72-c/dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-5734224029749120496</id><published>2007-07-28T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:16.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Para ti ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rqu3SQXoq3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/oMmvZDWt1cA/s1600-h/thinking+of+you.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rqu3SQXoq3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/oMmvZDWt1cA/s200/thinking+of+you.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092365327932107634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;poco a poco caigo en algo de cual se me hace dificil salir,&lt;br /&gt;los que me rodean notan mis cambios de animo,&lt;br /&gt;preguntan, ansian saber de kien es ese rinconcito de mis labios,&lt;br /&gt;llevo tu foto a todos lados para mirarla cuando me haces falta,&lt;br /&gt;cuando el telefono suena las ansias se apoderan de mi,&lt;br /&gt;cuando por fin escucho tu voz la trankilidad vuelve a poseerme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aki sentada haciendo un esfuerzo inutil para que entiendas como me siento no puedo evitar preguntarme si tu guerra interior es la misma que me invade a veces, las mismas interrogante y preguntas que te haces son las mismas ke tengo siento miedo, ira, impotencia al no poder gritar que quiero estar a tu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la realidad es dificil pero tu y yo amor mio,&lt;br /&gt;somos dos sobrevivientes del olocausto de nuestro pasado,&lt;br /&gt;en cada momento temerosos de que podria pasar y ke tan grave es la repercusion,&lt;br /&gt;como no herir a los ke no se lo merecen y hacer pagar con sangre a los ke nos hicieron mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estas no son las palabras de una persona enamorada,&lt;br /&gt;son las palabras de alguien que encontro con quien encajar tan bien&lt;br /&gt;que el hecho de pasar varios dias son verte me asusta&lt;br /&gt;esta mal que quiera pasar todo el dia contigo?&lt;br /&gt;te gustaria a ti tambien?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo es diferente cuando estas&lt;br /&gt;mas trankilo, mas dulce&lt;br /&gt;no temo al decir ke soy adicta a ti, a tu esencia&lt;br /&gt;eres mi droga ideal ... eres la mezcla perfecta&lt;br /&gt;en la proporcion adecuada, una dosis directa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por si no entiendes mis letras vagas,&lt;br /&gt;mi ideas confusas y difusas, un juego de letras sin reglas ni premios&lt;br /&gt;sin parametros, sin renglones, sin margenes y sin dudas&lt;br /&gt;te dejo con esta frase que esta mas que clara&lt;br /&gt;"no kiero bajar de esta nube ... "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-5734224029749120496?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/5734224029749120496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=5734224029749120496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5734224029749120496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5734224029749120496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/para-el-sr.html' title='Para ti ....'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rqu3SQXoq3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/oMmvZDWt1cA/s72-c/thinking+of+you.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-7409880510737640364</id><published>2007-07-28T10:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:16.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fabuloso desastre ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RquGLQXoq1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/02XsfC_7b0M/s1600-h/wrist.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RquGLQXoq1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/02XsfC_7b0M/s200/wrist.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092311331603262290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cierro los ojos al ver la cuchilla cerca de mi piel&lt;br /&gt;el ardor ke provoca su caricia,&lt;br /&gt;pero alivio  cuando la sangre comienza a correr&lt;br /&gt;paz, calor, las ideas se aclaran, el miedo se discipa&lt;br /&gt;entras en un estado de sueño profundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo al rededor  lo vez con sus ojos&lt;br /&gt;sientes su piel, imaginas sus besos en tu frente&lt;br /&gt;oyes como susurran tu nombre,escuchas esas&lt;br /&gt;palabras ke hace minutos eran imposibles&lt;br /&gt;vuelve ... vuelve...&lt;br /&gt;te preguntas porke tanta angustia en tu korazon amor mio&lt;br /&gt;aki estoy, solo para ti&lt;br /&gt;en un estado catatoniko de paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu piel se enfria, las lagrimas corren por tu rostro pero no son tuyas&lt;br /&gt;sus manos calientes frotan tu pecho&lt;br /&gt;un dolor agudo entre tus costillas&lt;br /&gt;tus viceras se retuercen, las pupilas calidas se tornan de cristal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el dolor cesa, el rigor de tus dedos no permite ke te despidas&lt;br /&gt;ayudame piensas, trankila, ya termino todo, viviras para siempre&lt;br /&gt;en su memoria ....&lt;br /&gt;ya no hay lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;al fin el susurro cesa&lt;br /&gt;eres un cuerpo sin vida, sin calor, sin paz y sin el&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-7409880510737640364?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/7409880510737640364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=7409880510737640364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7409880510737640364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7409880510737640364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/dialogo-final.html' title='fabuloso desastre ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RquGLQXoq1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/02XsfC_7b0M/s72-c/wrist.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-3009205511892347909</id><published>2007-07-27T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T14:55:46.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>solo kiero aliviarme</title><content type='html'>kiero aclarar algo las palabras ke  escribire en este post son para un persona en especifico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tu malditisima madrina metiche:&lt;br /&gt;una vez mas has hecho ke  se me kaliente la sangre, tus continuas estupideces me asombran&lt;br /&gt;porke sigues metiendote en lo ke no te importa?&lt;br /&gt;tuviste tu oportunidad, no supiste aprocvecharla pues mala tuya, no vengas ajoderme mi  oportunidad ke no sere tan mensa como tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ke alivio siento .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-3009205511892347909?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/3009205511892347909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=3009205511892347909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3009205511892347909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/3009205511892347909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/solo-kiero-aliviarme.html' title='solo kiero aliviarme'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-2492651036950815176</id><published>2007-07-26T23:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:16.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>liberate ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqmPcTghypI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4EiildJFiz8/s1600-h/leathers.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqmPcTghypI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4EiildJFiz8/s200/leathers.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091758570154871442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la desesperacion de no poder decir esas palabras de ira&lt;br /&gt;afectan hasta tu respiracion, te sientes impotente&lt;br /&gt;no kiere ke la herida crezca pero no la dejas cerrarse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo de ti depende no seguir sangrando&lt;br /&gt;solo de ti depende ke las palabras no sean agujas&lt;br /&gt;solo de ti depende poder decir ya basta&lt;br /&gt;liberate de esa segunda piel ke ya es inutil&lt;br /&gt;liberate de la angustia, la tristeza, la rabia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es un gran esfuerso, lo se&lt;br /&gt;pero a veces es necesarios, cuando algo  interfiere con tu salud mental&lt;br /&gt;cuando te lleva al limite de la tolerancia,&lt;br /&gt;afecta tu subconciente no te deja dormir ni disfrutar una conversacion,&lt;br /&gt;cuando se llega al punto de ke los nudillos sangran&lt;br /&gt;tienes ke decir ya basta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es dificil despegarse cuando se lleva debajo de la piel&lt;br /&gt;y no es un consejo ke te kiero dar&lt;br /&gt;kisas demuestro mi egoismo diciendo&lt;br /&gt;que te kiero solo para mi, con esa sonrisa ke voltea miradas&lt;br /&gt;kisas es mi instinto de mujer que no kiere ke te pase nada&lt;br /&gt;o kisas solo kiero ke seas feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just let it go!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-2492651036950815176?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/2492651036950815176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=2492651036950815176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2492651036950815176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/2492651036950815176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/liberate.html' title='liberate ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqmPcTghypI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4EiildJFiz8/s72-c/leathers.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-5802302722163251302</id><published>2007-07-24T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:16.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont fight the urge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqbGZjghylI/AAAAAAAAADo/0sfof9hjtLs/s1600-h/kissing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqbGZjghylI/AAAAAAAAADo/0sfof9hjtLs/s200/kissing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090974571119626834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't fight the urge to kiss me like u did yesterday&lt;br /&gt;don't make up an excuse to disappear  in to an empty room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my legs went numb&lt;br /&gt;my hands were shaking&lt;br /&gt;my skin felt things it  didn't feel before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is this poison u have on ur lips&lt;br /&gt;what is the secret u hold in ur eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't fight the urge to kiss me again&lt;br /&gt;and when u do get the urge of kissing me&lt;br /&gt;make sure no one else is around&lt;br /&gt;so i can enjoy it like i did yesterday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-5802302722163251302?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/5802302722163251302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=5802302722163251302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5802302722163251302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/5802302722163251302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-fight-urge.html' title='dont fight the urge'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqbGZjghylI/AAAAAAAAADo/0sfof9hjtLs/s72-c/kissing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-4732682747466658452</id><published>2007-07-23T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:16.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>soy... nada comun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqTk6TghyjI/AAAAAAAAADY/0cHkG-S9WJo/s1600-h/304348136_lresize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqTk6TghyjI/AAAAAAAAADY/0cHkG-S9WJo/s200/304348136_lresize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090445169155754546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soy pasion&lt;br /&gt;soy simpleza&lt;br /&gt;soy intriga&lt;br /&gt;soy incognita y respuesta&lt;br /&gt;soy veneno y antigeno&lt;br /&gt;soy ingeniosa&lt;br /&gt;soy vivaz como tus pupilas&lt;br /&gt;soy nautral como una caricia&lt;br /&gt;soy amable como tu sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;soy fiera como tus colmillos&lt;br /&gt;soy sangre para tus venas&lt;br /&gt;soy voz y palabra&lt;br /&gt;soy confidente y puedo ser amante&lt;br /&gt;soy tuya cuando me kieras tener&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-4732682747466658452?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/4732682747466658452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=4732682747466658452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4732682747466658452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4732682747466658452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/soy.html' title='soy... nada comun'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqTk6TghyjI/AAAAAAAAADY/0cHkG-S9WJo/s72-c/304348136_lresize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-8071277375793481055</id><published>2007-07-20T21:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:17.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me gustas cuando callas by neruda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqIw_zghyiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AT_N_wpAiS8/s1600-h/shhhhhhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqIw_zghyiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AT_N_wpAiS8/s200/shhhhhhh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089684401598614050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Me gustas cuando callas porque estás como ausente,&lt;br /&gt;y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te toca.&lt;br /&gt;Parece que los ojos se te hubieran volado&lt;br /&gt;y parece que un beso te cerrara la boca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como todas las cosas están llenas de mi alma&lt;br /&gt;emerges de las cosas, llena del alma mía.&lt;br /&gt;Mariposa de sueño, te pareces a mi alma,&lt;br /&gt;y te pareces a la palabra melancolía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gustas cuando callas y estás como distante.&lt;br /&gt;Y estás como quejándote, mariposa en arrullo.&lt;br /&gt;Y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te alcanza:&lt;br /&gt;déjame que me calle con el silencio tuyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjame que te hable también con tu silencio&lt;br /&gt;claro como una lámpara, simple como un anillo.&lt;br /&gt;Eres como la noche, callada y constelada.&lt;br /&gt;Tu silencio es de estrella, tan lejano y sencillo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gustas cuando callas porque estás como ausente.&lt;br /&gt;Distante y dolorosa como si hubieras muerto.&lt;br /&gt;Una palabra entonces, una sonrisa bastan.&lt;br /&gt;Y estoy alegre, alegre de que no sea cierto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-8071277375793481055?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/8071277375793481055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=8071277375793481055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8071277375793481055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/8071277375793481055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/me-gustas-cuando-calla.html' title='Me gustas cuando callas by neruda'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RqIw_zghyiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AT_N_wpAiS8/s72-c/shhhhhhh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-7568137252781992471</id><published>2007-07-19T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:17.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming of u...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rp_6OW7FYvI/AAAAAAAAADA/Y5Z3dsk6OvQ/s1600-h/dream+of+u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rp_6OW7FYvI/AAAAAAAAADA/Y5Z3dsk6OvQ/s200/dream+of+u.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089061228530459378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u were kissing my neck&lt;br /&gt;kissing my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;leaning me down slowly in the bed&lt;br /&gt;this strange song was playing, but i didn't care&lt;br /&gt;the smell of musk was all over the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moon was shining bright and after a few minutes&lt;br /&gt;we where tearing our flesh off like wild animals&lt;br /&gt;the kind that hunts in packs and u only see in fairy tails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur warm hands on my hips&lt;br /&gt;ur lips on my chest&lt;br /&gt;every breath is new for me&lt;br /&gt;every sensation i haven't had in so long&lt;br /&gt;this intensity in ur eyes, makes me wonder, how bad can u be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur manhood stroking  between my thighs&lt;br /&gt;i shiver with every stroke&lt;br /&gt;o moan  with consent, "more" are the only words i can say&lt;br /&gt;before feeling that gasp of relieve&lt;br /&gt;i wake...&lt;br /&gt;drenched in sweat...&lt;br /&gt;more curious than ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-7568137252781992471?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/7568137252781992471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=7568137252781992471&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7568137252781992471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7568137252781992471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/dreaming-of-u-ep-p.html' title='dreaming of u...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rp_6OW7FYvI/AAAAAAAAADA/Y5Z3dsk6OvQ/s72-c/dream+of+u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-6259664308475128002</id><published>2007-07-18T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:17.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>solo para ti ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rp5GLW7FYuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/HYS66jUgY78/s1600-h/for+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rp5GLW7FYuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/HYS66jUgY78/s200/for+you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088581789921141474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no puedo explikar el porke me gustas&lt;br /&gt;kisas tenemos tanto en komun ke es normal&lt;br /&gt;kisas yo soy la fuerza ke te falta&lt;br /&gt;o tu la chispa ke necesito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siento consuelo depues de una largo dia al oir tu voz&lt;br /&gt;sabes que decir para trankilizarme&lt;br /&gt;tus formas de diversion me encantan&lt;br /&gt;y tu sentido de lo excentrico me da curiosidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero se ke hay mas,&lt;br /&gt;ke ante tus ojos no soy la unika&lt;br /&gt;ke soy fascinante porke soy el juguetito nuevo&lt;br /&gt;se ke a la larga solo tendremos los juegos de lujuria ke planeamos por telefono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoy, al despertar keria ke fuera noche para poder hablarte&lt;br /&gt;reirme sincontrol y de verdad ser kien soy&lt;br /&gt;no ser solo amiga, o amante, o consejera, o apoyo&lt;br /&gt;solo ser yo, kon mis problemas a flor de piel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun no he probado tus labios&lt;br /&gt;pero se ke me haran desear mas&lt;br /&gt;aun no he tokado tu piel desnuda&lt;br /&gt;pero se ke te kiero mas cerca cada dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me alejare por mi propio bien&lt;br /&gt;para no kere mas de lo ke aun no he probado&lt;br /&gt;porke soy loke kieres y eres lo ke necesito&lt;br /&gt;me alejare con mis alas rotas&lt;br /&gt;me alejare de una vez por todas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-6259664308475128002?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/6259664308475128002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=6259664308475128002&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6259664308475128002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6259664308475128002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/solo-para-ti.html' title='solo para ti ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rp5GLW7FYuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/HYS66jUgY78/s72-c/for+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-4933940620629225512</id><published>2007-07-17T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:18.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>por eso no puedo tener armas ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rp1s227FYtI/AAAAAAAAACw/setf1dZnaLM/s1600-h/nuclear-bomb-explosion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rp1s227FYtI/AAAAAAAAACw/setf1dZnaLM/s200/nuclear-bomb-explosion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088342843710595794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoy no estoy en palabras ponitas ni sentiemientos genuinos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tengo pike, y estoy loka por lamberme a par de gente y rifarme la a la trompa'&lt;br /&gt;mi lista cada dia se hace mas grande aki esta los primeros  5 lugares .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) al imbecil ke la semana pasada me dijo ke si rebajaba seria una muñeka&lt;br /&gt;mi respuesta: a ti ke te importa si yo soy gorda o flaka tu te estas volviendo loko tu dita madre&lt;br /&gt;porta mi ser o no muñeka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) al macron del profesor de historia&lt;br /&gt;mi respuesta: hermano  si yo pague y le vengo a la clase  ke karajos le importa usted ke yo no este&lt;br /&gt;en la seccion pero se tara volviendo loko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) al diablo&lt;br /&gt;mi respuesta: ke tu tienes amores con una cocotibulapia porta mi , no es ke me crea ke soy mejor ke ella es ke lo SOY y si me viene a hablar mierda ke le doy su last ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) a nearshore&lt;br /&gt;mi respuesta: kedense kon sus marditas reglas estupidas a mi ni me han falta ni las kiero, abrigos sin bolsillos, ke me voy a llevar un telefono y adonde conecto el usb a las palmeras de plastiko o al enchufe de la corrienta porke ni computadora tengo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) a la arcaica doña Mercedes&lt;br /&gt;mi respuesta: ya ta bueno guinde los tenis ke los dinosaurios se extingueron hace mucho yo no se ke busca uste viva aun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-4933940620629225512?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/4933940620629225512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=4933940620629225512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4933940620629225512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/4933940620629225512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/por-eso-no-puedo-tener-armas.html' title='por eso no puedo tener armas ....'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/Rp1s227FYtI/AAAAAAAAACw/setf1dZnaLM/s72-c/nuclear-bomb-explosion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-7069257930691441988</id><published>2007-07-16T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:18.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RputXm7FYsI/AAAAAAAAACo/kW35fyUNQYo/s1600-h/freedom.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RputXm7FYsI/AAAAAAAAACo/kW35fyUNQYo/s200/freedom.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087850825142067906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that magical feeling  u get when u pass a test u studied for the whole week&lt;br /&gt;when u Finlay get that kiss u have  been expecting for weeks&lt;br /&gt;when u can see the last episode of ur favorite series&lt;br /&gt;when u quit the job that is driving u insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u feel like a butterfly fresh out of a cocoon&lt;br /&gt;like nothing can stop u from going fwd&lt;br /&gt;like u can walk through walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how i felt this morning when i took the first glance  in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;when i said " Fuck u Mofo's "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the greatest feeling ever!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-7069257930691441988?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/7069257930691441988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=7069257930691441988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7069257930691441988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/7069257930691441988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/freedom.html' title='Freedom ...'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RputXm7FYsI/AAAAAAAAACo/kW35fyUNQYo/s72-c/freedom.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-6580736183112854796</id><published>2007-07-15T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:18.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>te dedico esta cancion .. por fin puedo descirte Adios</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RpqXaW7FYrI/AAAAAAAAACg/tgxbS1WGHVA/s1600-h/79783535Walking_Away_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RpqXaW7FYrI/AAAAAAAAACg/tgxbS1WGHVA/s200/79783535Walking_Away_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087545208154186418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GoodBye my Lover by james blunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I disappoint you or let you down?&lt;br /&gt;Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,&lt;br /&gt;Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.&lt;br /&gt;So I took what's mine by eternal right.&lt;br /&gt;Took your soul out into the night.&lt;br /&gt;It may be over but it won't stop there,&lt;br /&gt;I am here for you if you'd only care.&lt;br /&gt;You touched my heart you touched my soul.&lt;br /&gt;You changed my life and all my goals.&lt;br /&gt;And love is blind and that I knew when,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was blinded by you.&lt;br /&gt;I've kissed your lips and held your head.&lt;br /&gt;Shared your dreams and shared your bed.&lt;br /&gt;I know you well, I know your smell.&lt;br /&gt;I've been addicted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my lover.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a dreamer but when I wake,&lt;br /&gt;You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.&lt;br /&gt;And as you move on, remember me,&lt;br /&gt;Remember us and all we used to be&lt;br /&gt;I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.&lt;br /&gt;I've watched you sleeping for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be the father of your child.&lt;br /&gt;I'd spend a lifetime with you.&lt;br /&gt;I know your fears and you know mine.&lt;br /&gt;We've had our doubts but now we're fine,&lt;br /&gt;And I love you, I swear that's true.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my lover.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still hold your hand in mine.&lt;br /&gt;In mine when I'm asleep.&lt;br /&gt;And I will bear my soul in time,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm kneeling at your feet.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my lover.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120690342102266252-6580736183112854796?l=eminoreterna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/feeds/6580736183112854796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120690342102266252&amp;postID=6580736183112854796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6580736183112854796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120690342102266252/posts/default/6580736183112854796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eminoreterna.blogspot.com/2007/07/te-dedico-esta-cancion-por-fin-puedo.html' title='te dedico esta cancion .. por fin puedo descirte Adios'/><author><name>Maddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RpqXaW7FYrI/AAAAAAAAACg/tgxbS1WGHVA/s72-c/79783535Walking_Away_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120690342102266252.post-1956090716235567989</id><published>2007-07-15T00:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:30:18.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ur whore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RpnQUm7FYqI/AAAAAAAAACY/wJQQHJnvFXI/s1600-h/sexy_241106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_4Mkv7ZRqk/RpnQUm7FYqI/AAAAAAAAACY/wJQQHJnvFXI/s200/sexy_241106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087326306556011170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are u so evil&lt;br /&gt;dont u see, u became my poison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely stranger, i gasp for a taste of ur lips&lt;br /&gt;for the change of ur finger tips reaching my naked skin&lt;br /&gt;a bite of lust&lt;br /&gt;a breath of courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wonderful warmth&lt;br /&gt;this feeling of peace&lt;br /&gt;i damn the time for it pases so fast&lt;br /&gt;yet everything moves in slow motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurt me untill i bleed&lt;br /&gt;taste my blood&lt;br /&gt;hold my hips, wisper in my ear&lt;br /&gt;say the things u never dreamed of saying&lt;br /&gt;tonigh ill be ur whore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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