<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-3269401464850967196</id><updated>2024-09-01T06:57:09.413-07:00</updated><category term="dolor"/><category term="meta"/><category term="mujer soñadora"/><title type='text'>donde el corazón te lleve</title><subtitle type='html'>Este blog esta hecho para que la gente que siente la necesidad de escribir, de fotografiar, de cantar, de leer, de bailar...e infinitas cosas, simplemente por el mero hecho de expresarse, desahogarse, y por que yo si que siento esa necesidad, os dejo los más íntimos y profundos sentimientos que mi alma esconde.&#xa;&#xa;un saludo de alguien que os comprende.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3269401464850967196/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3269401464850967196.post-6281290190493873174</id><published>2012-03-07T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-31T08:25:47.733-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="meta"/><title type='text'>un logro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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¿de verdad crees que no puedo seguir mi camino sin ti? ... ¿realmente piensas que mi vida es insignificante sin ti ? , de lo que realmente estoy segura es que tú no eres la batuta que conduce la melodia de mi vida, sé que pienso en ti todos los dias , pero eso me da fuerzas para impulsarme desde lo más profundo , ya que tú me hiciste caer tan bajo , lo&amp;nbsp;único&amp;nbsp;que me queda es coger impulso y subir a la superficie , coger aire ... respirar profundo y saber que vivo, que todavía respiro &amp;nbsp;y no &amp;nbsp;gracias a ti , lo susurro ... y a continuación lo grito ...¡ LO HE CONSEGUIDO !&lt;br /&gt;
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por mis errores pago hoy , por mis errores sufro hoy , por mis errores camino a contracorriente , pero apareces tú ... y me liberas de mi pasado , me embrujas con tu mirada y me haces &amp;nbsp;intentar seguir&amp;nbsp;mi camino , sin mirar atrás , pero cuando estoy de pie , otra vez ... vuelvo a caer , vuelo a mirar mis errores , no quiero , pero&amp;nbsp;renacen&amp;nbsp;de las cenizas... ¿y si huir no es lo peor ? ... quizá me&amp;nbsp;equivoque&amp;nbsp;, pero nadie &amp;nbsp;me echará en falta , solo tú , y tú ... tú eres mi error.&lt;br /&gt;
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increíble&amp;nbsp;recuerdo en mi mente, te veo pasear por esas calles mojadas , apartando mi pelo de la cara ,&amp;nbsp;mirándome&amp;nbsp;a los ojos y&amp;nbsp;besándome&amp;nbsp;, nunca me dices nada &amp;nbsp;tan claro y tan sincero, como me lo dicen tus ojos , creo que hay algo que no voy a olvidar cuando me marche , y&amp;nbsp;serán&amp;nbsp;tus miradas, solo ellas me cuentan cada detalle, de lo que yo y esta tierra significamos para ti.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/feeds/7007722662296800826/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/2012/02/tu-mirada.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3269401464850967196/posts/default/7007722662296800826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3269401464850967196/posts/default/7007722662296800826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/2012/02/tu-mirada.html' title='tu mirada...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8buspSHuQVVDtMIOyT4QAeoFEdd0IKmGqySqwKUzKaExPCwu9BukE4cxVhwbYq7vuC9rJDZkBBkbyR1emaQtNiRZRmad5XFRXXUIvp6_kuGfex37dBZwcYxXtXPun_24vLM337uy3sAw/s72-c/image+(3).jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3269401464850967196.post-1017667744586011939</id><published>2012-02-04T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T11:06:21.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cuento de hadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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una bonita historia, con bonito principio de cuento, con un príncipe perfecto, la historia que no tiene fin, pero cuando pasa el tiempo deja de ser un bonito cuento de hadas y comienza a ser un pequeño infierno , en el, sin saberlo ella se esta quemando poco a poco , su corazón cada vez es más pequeño.&lt;br /&gt;
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No recordaba ese sabor amargo que dejan
tus besos cuando ya no estás ,no recordaba el dolor que causa verte,
ni tampoco las noches sin dormir que pase pensando en ti,está claro
que tampoco recordaba, lo que era verte lejos y no poder decir nada,
al fin y al cabo fui yo la que se marchó. Tampoco recordaba la
sensación de adrenalina que experimentaba al oler tu perfume ; recordar las caricias, eso si lo recuerdo, también recuerdo cuando
podíamos quedarnos horas mirándonos sin decir nada, pero lo que
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necesito levantarme por la mañana y saber que te tengo , mencionar tu nombre me estremece , imagino mi vida si no fuese , tal y como es , tan...&amp;nbsp;vacía sin ti , sin mis pensamientos, me siento tan sumamente&amp;nbsp;vacía&amp;nbsp;por dentro , ya no siento nada &amp;nbsp;no sé que me ocurre , pero esto me da miedo , prefiero el dolor a tener que sentir esto, necesito saber que te tengo que&amp;nbsp;todavía&amp;nbsp;no te he perdido,&amp;nbsp;déjame&amp;nbsp;confiar en ti ,saber que no todas las personas son malas, que no todo el mundo hace daño,&amp;nbsp;por favor&amp;nbsp;déjame&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;esa esperanza, la esperanza &amp;nbsp;de saber que tu no me&amp;nbsp;harás&amp;nbsp;daño, ya no sé que clase de persona soy, ya no siento nada , solo ...&amp;nbsp;vacío&lt;br /&gt;
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acompáñame&amp;nbsp;en este camino tan arduo, a cada paso que doy veo el camino más estrecho , siento que me ahogo entre las palabras , me cuesta respirar al saber, que ya la soledad es algo que me acompaña a diario, sí, como dicen : &quot;tan&amp;nbsp;solo, con tanta gente al rededor&quot;, veo mi destino, pero no encuentro el camino para llegar ante él.&lt;br /&gt;
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dos almas convertidas en una sola , amarradas por la danza de la pasión, escucha ese tango... bailan al ritmo de sus corazones, el cual mas acelerado que el otro, cuanto mas cerca el uno del otro mas pasión hay entre ellos, están a solo un beso de estallar en amor.&lt;br /&gt;
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¡todo cambia ! y me hacen sufrir , pero soy fuerte y sigo.&lt;br /&gt;
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¡la gente con sus hechos demuestra mucho más que con palabras que nunca acaban cumpliendo!, con simples mentiras que te acabas creyendo ,pero luego te das cuenta de que todo era una farsa,que el destino te mostró tal como era,dolida por ti , pero no conseguirás matarme , no ahora, con tus estupideces me haces mas fuerte, con tus mentiras descubiertas, me das la razón, y con tus palabras...,con tus palabras ya no me demuestras ¡NADA!&lt;br /&gt;
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necesito saber que sigo viva, que esto es un bache más en mi vida,&amp;nbsp;que volveré a respirar tranquila, que mi sonrisa volverá a resplandecer en mi rostro,que tú también seras feliz , que después de todo no haya sido&amp;nbsp;inútil&amp;nbsp;conocernos, que te llevo en mi corazón&amp;nbsp;a pesar que soy yo la que se aleja, a pesar de mis pocas razones quiero seguir mi camino, quiero&amp;nbsp;sonreír&amp;nbsp;a la vida y decirle que a pesar de sus&amp;nbsp;pruebas&amp;nbsp;sigo de pie , que aunque me caiga una y otra vez sigo&amp;nbsp;aquí&amp;nbsp;aguantando&amp;nbsp;luchando por vivir, por &amp;nbsp;vivir en la felicidad aunque en ocasiones parezca solo un sueño.&lt;br /&gt;
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tantos sentimientos y tan pocas palabras,&lt;br /&gt;
tantas palabras y tan pocos sentimientos,&lt;br /&gt;
y es que hay sentimientos que a palabras no bastan,&lt;br /&gt;
y palabras que sin sentimiento no significan nada.&lt;br /&gt;
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esa necesidad de tener a alguien que te entienda, de tener a alguien a tu lado, y cuando la encuentras, cuando la encuentras sientes que todo es posible, sientes esa felicidad, ¿&amp;nbsp;pero&amp;nbsp;que pasa cuándo esa persona se va ?,&lt;br /&gt;
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sientes que tu mundo se derrumba encima tuya, los sentimientos brotan , te sientes solo, lo único que te hará compañía serán tus recuerdos, tus pensamientos, y tus sentimientos... sentimientos que forman esa persona en la que te has convertido, esa persona que día a día sufre, ríe , llora, aguanta el dolor, pero tu corazón sigue latiendo , por muy roto que pueda llegar a estar, si lo piensas realmente, nadie remplazara esos recuerdos que pasasteis, nadie. simplemente piensa que estas solo, solo en este mundo que nadie comprende y que muchos creen comprender, disfruta cada momento por poco que te quede, haz feliz a las personas de tu alrededor, puesto que algún día tu seras el recuerdo de alguien y alguien se sentirá identificado con estas palabras mientras piensa en ti. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;la oscuridad me ciega entre tanta luz&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/feeds/1067203488555855990/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_15.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3269401464850967196/posts/default/1067203488555855990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3269401464850967196/posts/default/1067203488555855990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TW4PB1KXnz0AnGiOlIHC0E8cCj6Je7OmOQxwm9TWD3lE-Vm1RBN-C1k7L41L-wZvTK30mXOQfrA4vlcCVEAnnAPaxrVXips2YagzMGLzu50hUqdR_n7ust4XToSD26uRrYAg5iP3XPQ/s72-c/image+%252812%2529+%25281%2529.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3269401464850967196.post-8013725895122256298</id><published>2011-11-14T08:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T08:21:32.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fotografía</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Eres la razón por la que cada noche discuto con mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;
8- septiembre -2011&lt;br /&gt;
Quedarme callada en una noche silenciosa para poder escuchar cada detalle de lo que pienso.&lt;br /&gt;
9- septiembre- 2011&lt;br /&gt;
He aprendido... he aprendido que no mereces que llore por ti , he aprendido que eres un error , y de ese error mi gran lección.&lt;br /&gt;
1- noviembre- 2011&lt;br /&gt;
No tengo que demostrarle al mas débil que soy más fuerte que el , tengo que demostrarle al fuerte que soy más astuta que él.&lt;br /&gt;
1- noviembre- 2011&lt;br /&gt;
La fuerza se acaba , la inteligencia&amp;nbsp;permanecerá.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;fotografía por: Rocío Limiñana Mazón ( inglaterra 2011)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/feeds/2689371528397207110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/2011/11/aquellas-frases-que-nacen-de-mi-corazon.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3269401464850967196/posts/default/2689371528397207110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3269401464850967196/posts/default/2689371528397207110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/2011/11/aquellas-frases-que-nacen-de-mi-corazon.html' title='aquellas frases que nacen de mi corazón y desembocan en mi alma'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi285dlhAGO7oo_9zuoeLCJ6Ab983hzxCil0Jsvh4CzsZ1RRBZHlYlrbdlGj5kddbpH5O2r6EPGQP3VUZRh6M8M0wIM1js3Ub6NG-0FFrLLwDiu9yeKCa2F4Ima60md13UXSTQTNRTRris/s72-c/image+%25283%2529.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3269401464850967196.post-839725121120709007</id><published>2011-05-04T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T14:02:29.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cenicienta</title><content type='html'>rompí mi tacón de cristal contra un espejo&lt;br /&gt;
me cayeron mil maldiciones, pero no estoy amarrada a tu destino&lt;br /&gt;
hace tiempo q deje de creer en príncipes azules, me rompieron el corazón  en tantos pedazos que creí que seria imposible volver a repararlo, pero  apareciste tu, me miraste a los ojos y me besaste, no eres mi príncipe  azul, pero de algún modo reparaste con un solo beso mi corazón.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/feeds/839725121120709007/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/2011/05/cenicienta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3269401464850967196/posts/default/839725121120709007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3269401464850967196/posts/default/839725121120709007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/2011/05/cenicienta.html' title='cenicienta'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3269401464850967196.post-7509817700596838135</id><published>2011-04-27T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T11:44:24.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Hfb-x7mEXHHIVouEHx1TcIZII0W3pvTRoufECocrNesIUXjEpDI4_tGDBIPWfgisYbHNc6QAWdfwVRWeKqRPOJYzMBrjQH18k7LTUQFEcVkwf-FYFDGYmkjc0doCJ5sIW1DIeBHuImw/s1600/fotos-de-africa.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;242&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Hfb-x7mEXHHIVouEHx1TcIZII0W3pvTRoufECocrNesIUXjEpDI4_tGDBIPWfgisYbHNc6QAWdfwVRWeKqRPOJYzMBrjQH18k7LTUQFEcVkwf-FYFDGYmkjc0doCJ5sIW1DIeBHuImw/s320/fotos-de-africa.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;background-color: #fce5cd; color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;mis pensamientos no me dejan conciliar el sueño... pues esta vez soñare despierta &lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/feeds/7509817700596838135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/2011/04/mis-pensamientos-no-me-dejan-conciliar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3269401464850967196/posts/default/7509817700596838135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3269401464850967196/posts/default/7509817700596838135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/2011/04/mis-pensamientos-no-me-dejan-conciliar.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Hfb-x7mEXHHIVouEHx1TcIZII0W3pvTRoufECocrNesIUXjEpDI4_tGDBIPWfgisYbHNc6QAWdfwVRWeKqRPOJYzMBrjQH18k7LTUQFEcVkwf-FYFDGYmkjc0doCJ5sIW1DIeBHuImw/s72-c/fotos-de-africa.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3269401464850967196.post-5296623965187434769</id><published>2011-04-27T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T11:18:47.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mientras no duermo</title><content type='html'>allá en el quinto cielo, donde los dioses ya no mandan, dos cuerpos  se unen en alma prohibida , unida por la tentación del sexo y la pasión,  pero sobretodo por la fuerza del amor.&lt;br /&gt;
cuando esas dos almas bajan al cielo prometido &lt;br /&gt;
donde se encuentra el mismísimo cupido,&lt;br /&gt;
este queda impresionado por el amor que dichas almas se habían prometido.&lt;br /&gt;
no hay más que decirles, sino que fueron desterrados del cielo prometido, por haberse amado hasta lo desconocido.&lt;br /&gt;
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p.d: dos personas que se aman deben permanecer juntas hasta e el mismísimo infierno, por que solo así sera felices.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/feeds/5296623965187434769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/2011/04/mientras-no-duermo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3269401464850967196/posts/default/5296623965187434769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3269401464850967196/posts/default/5296623965187434769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vozdelsentimiento.blogspot.com/2011/04/mientras-no-duermo.html' title='mientras no duermo'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3269401464850967196.post-1480976173291546482</id><published>2011-04-27T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T13:33:44.157-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mujer soñadora"/><title type='text'>hoy solo por mi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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hoy solo por mi&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Que manía tiene la gente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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de creerse superior solo por ser diferente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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que cosa tiene creerse maduro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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solo por ser adulto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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que injusticia es&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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que ellos se crean superiores&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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que malo es ser racista&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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pero eso solo demuestra ser egoísta&lt;/div&gt;
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que cobarde esconderse de tras de un puño&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
se creen mas fuertes por meter miedo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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en realidad son ellos quienes salen perdiendo&lt;/div&gt;
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quizá algún día se den cuenta del daño&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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quien juega con fuego se quema&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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si pero quien arde de dolor&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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es por el terror&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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de no tener a nadie que le ama&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
que inmaduro es abandonar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;si de verdad has llegado a amar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
estoy aterrorizada&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
pero no me voy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
pues no me sirve de nada&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
acuérdate de lo que digo hoy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
y lo que seré mañana&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
por no abandonar nada&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
pese a todo lo malo que pasa&lt;/div&gt;
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eso cada día me hace ser mas fuerte&lt;/div&gt;
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por pasar de la mala gente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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y enfrentarme &amp;nbsp;a mis miedos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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pensando que todo va a cambiar en un momento&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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y con mi ultimo aliento&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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suspiro y grito&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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¡ YO PUEDO !&lt;/div&gt;
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