<?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-6987691220628187550</id><updated>2011-09-01T00:19:54.663-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Klarobscuro</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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senti por años.. esos años...&lt;br /&gt;dejo el video...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/kc8f0OYV7iM/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kc8f0OYV7iM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kc8f0OYV7iM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-371714885546169640?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-8260040962602047604</id><published>2010-03-10T00:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T00:13:57.942-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CIERRO EL BLOG CON ESTE VIDEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SH1DhsrjL4c&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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cada día fue tan largo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y en la soledad no había nada que perder  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y cada día es un paso  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para entender que hay un respiro en el amor  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuve más de lo que deseado, ya descendí &lt;br /&gt;del cielo a los infiernos &lt;br /&gt;pretendí la poesía y me perdí en un todavía &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y cada día fue tan largo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y en la soledad no había nada que perder  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y cada día es un paso  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para entender que hay un respiro en el amor  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora creo que no fue en vano &lt;br /&gt;y ahora creo que todo es tan real &lt;br /&gt;No me creerían si digo que te soñé &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y cada día fue tan largo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y en la soledad no había nada que perder  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y cada día es un paso  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para entender que hay un respiro en el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-8084063394450967383?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/8084063394450967383/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=8084063394450967383' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/8084063394450967383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/8084063394450967383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2009/08/te-verde.html' title='TE VERDE'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-8483247279544546714</id><published>2009-02-20T04:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T04:14:10.735-02:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont knooooooooooooow why!</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Todo parece estar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;queriendo cerrar una herida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lejos de abandonar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cerca de una despedida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no quiero más&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;verte pasar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;solo me quiero sentar a esperar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lo fueron a matar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y lo dejaron con vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sin sospechar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;que todavía respira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no quiero más&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;verte pasar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;solo me quiero sentar a esperar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;que saltes al vacío y que no vuelvas nunca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y que toda tu vida te mate la culpa de haberme robado una &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;parte del alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y es lo que a vos te hace falta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alejarte de acá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:180%;" &gt;vos querés enseñar&lt;br /&gt;pero te faltan ideas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vos sabés señalar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pero esperá que te vean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-8483247279544546714?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/8483247279544546714/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=8483247279544546714' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/8483247279544546714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/8483247279544546714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-knooooooooooooow-why.html' title='I dont knooooooooooooow why!'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-5594481494516980963</id><published>2009-02-05T15:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T15:18:09.147-02:00</updated><title type='text'>PANICO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;What tongueless ghost of sin crept through my curtains?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Sailing on a sea of sweat on a stormy night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I think he don't got a name but I can't be certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;And in me he starts to confide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;That my family don't seem so familiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;And my enemies all know my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;And if you hear me tap on your window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My pulse pumps out a beat to the ghost dancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My eyes are dead and my throat's like a black hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And if there's a god would he give another chancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;An hour to sing for his soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cos my family don't seem so familiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And my enemies all know my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And when you hear me tap on yer window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yer better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Cos my family don't seem so familiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;And my enemies all know my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;And when you hear me tap on yer window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Then you get on your knees and you better pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Cos my family don't seem so familiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;And my enemies all know my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;And when you hear me tap on your window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Yer better get on yer knees and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Panic is on the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Panic is on the way&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/6987691220628187550-5594481494516980963?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5594481494516980963/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=5594481494516980963' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/5594481494516980963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/5594481494516980963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2009/02/panico.html' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Con la vista sobre el mar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;busca entre las olas una señal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;algo que le ayude a olvidar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;la verdad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toda una vida de lágrimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cede a la locura y luego calla,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;por amor a un día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;que jamás volverá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cuando la rosa muera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;calmará sus ansias en letras vanas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;por amor a un día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;que jamás volverá. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SX0wgUHIjAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/K84_eYz2CU0/s72-c/moreno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-11525245267432544</id><published>2009-01-09T02:57:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T03:11:32.533-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Una rapsodia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Les cuento.. para muchos este tema es vaya y pase..  para otros es un himno... para mi aparte de ser de una de las canciones mas hemrosas de una de las bandas que mas amo.. siento que la letra cuenta una historia de miedos.. crecimiento y evolucion de una persona..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;por ende pongo la letra.. porque me siento bien pensando que esta letra me paso..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y ahora soy mas grande..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y nada mas importa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/irp8CNj9qBI&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/irp8CNj9qBI&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the real life-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Is this just fantasy-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Caught in a landslide-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;No escape from reality-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Open your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Look up to the skies and see-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Im just a poor boy,i need no sympathy-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Because Im easy come,easy go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;A little high,little low,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway the wind blows,doesnt really matter to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Mama,just killed a man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Put a gun against his head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Pulled my trigger,now hes dead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Mama,life had just begun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;But now Ive gone and thrown it all away-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Mama ooo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Didnt mean to make you cry-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;If Im not back again this time tomorrow-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Carry on,carry on,as if nothing really matters-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Too late,my time has come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Sends shivers down my spine-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Bodys aching all the time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Goodbye everybody-Ive got to go-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Mama ooo- (any way the wind blows)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I dont want to die,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I sometimes wish Id never been born at all-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I see a little silhouetto of a man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Scaramouche,scaramouche will you do the fandango-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Galileo,galileo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Galileo galileo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Galileo figaro-magnifico-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;But Im just a poor boy and nobody loves me-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Hes just a poor boy from a poor family-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Spare him his life from this monstrosity-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Easy come easy go-,will you let me go-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Bismillah! no-,we will not let you go-let him go-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Bismillah! we will not let you go-let him go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Bismillah! we will not let you go-let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Will not let you go-let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Will not let you go let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;No,no,no,no,no,no,no-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,for me,for me-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;So you think you can love me and leave me to die-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Oh baby-cant do this to me baby-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nothing really matters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Anyone can see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Any way the wind blows....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-11525245267432544?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/11525245267432544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=11525245267432544' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/11525245267432544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/11525245267432544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2009/01/una-rapsodia.html' title='Una rapsodia'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-6282174064493101238</id><published>2008-12-28T01:54:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T01:55:15.380-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Acs8nGhj0gs&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Acs8nGhj0gs&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;no dejo letra.. porque la tienen el video.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-6282174064493101238?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6282174064493101238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=6282174064493101238' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6282174064493101238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6282174064493101238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-dejo-letra.html' title=''/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-177437499986725066</id><published>2008-12-28T01:45:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T01:50:06.533-02:00</updated><title type='text'>IF ONLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O66-wK9SvkM&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O66-wK9SvkM&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, today I bet my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have no idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't, be afraid to let it show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For you never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you let it hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you, you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take this gift and don't ask why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cause if you, will let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll take what scares you and hold it deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And if you, ask me why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm with you and why I'll never leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love will show you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when youth is just a memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll be standing right next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you, you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take this gift and don't ask why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cause if you, will let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll take what scares you and hold it deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And if you, ask me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm with you and why I'll never leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love will show you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love will show you every - thing, thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love will show you, everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our love will show us everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-177437499986725066?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/177437499986725066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=177437499986725066' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/177437499986725066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/177437499986725066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-only.html' title='IF ONLY'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-6329477390217031438</id><published>2008-12-18T04:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T04:13:36.114-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Como te dire?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JrXROpqnZsI&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JrXROpqnZsI&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;amo este video y letra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;como te dire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;que aquella flor que en este amor se marchito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;que el pajaro de sueos que tuvimos ya volo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;que el vino estimilante del deseo se acabo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;como te dire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;que ya mis ojos se cansaron de llorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;que ya mis brazos se durmieron de esperar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;crucificado en la agonia de tu adios, de tu tal vez o de tu quizas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;como te dire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;que ya no hay lea en el arbol de la fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;que la mortaja del recuerdo me probe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;que ya en la tumba del pasado me acoste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ay como te dire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;que aquel amor que habia lo perdi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ay como te dire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;que ya no quiero mas saber de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-6329477390217031438?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6329477390217031438/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=6329477390217031438' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6329477390217031438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6329477390217031438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/12/como-te-dire.html' title='Como te dire?'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-788692664392415016</id><published>2008-12-01T01:41:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:24:32.130-02:00</updated><title type='text'>EN cambio noooooooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc16.deviantart.com/fs33/f/2008/294/e/f/___miss_U_by_rakowska.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 345px;" src="http://fc16.deviantart.com/fs33/f/2008/294/e/f/___miss_U_by_rakowska.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Quizás bastaba respirar, solo respirar muy lento&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recuperar cada latido&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Y no tiene sentido ahora que no estas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahora donde estas&lt;/span&gt;, porque yo no puedo acostumbrarme aun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diciembre ya llego&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no estas aquí yo te esperare hasta el fin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;En cambio no, hoy no, hay tiempo de explicarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Y preguntar si te ame lo suficiente&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Yo estoy aquí y quiero hablarte ahora, ahora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Porque se rompen en mis dientes,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Las cosas importantes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Esas palabras que nunca escucharas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Y las sumerjo en un lamento haciéndolas salir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son todas para ti, una por una aquí.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las sientes ya besan y se posaran entre nosotros dos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Si me faltas tú, no las puedo repetir, no las puedo pronunciar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;En cambio no, me llueven los recuerdos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;De aquellos días que corríamos al viento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Quiero soñar que puedo hablarte ahora, ahora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;En cambio no, hoy no, hay tiempo de explicarte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;También tenía ya mil cosas que contarte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y frente a mi, mil cosas que me arrastran junto a ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Quizás bastaba respirar,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Solo respirar muy lento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Hoy es tarde, hoy en cambio, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;LETRA DE EsTA CANCION QUE ME LA PEGO TOBY...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;me encanta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-788692664392415016?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/788692664392415016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=788692664392415016' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/788692664392415016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/788692664392415016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/12/en-cambio-noooooooooo.html' title='EN cambio noooooooooo'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-3956041552369582155</id><published>2008-11-24T03:46:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T03:46:53.053-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cortando aca transmicion.. por falta de malos dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;volvere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-3956041552369582155?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/3956041552369582155/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=3956041552369582155' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/3956041552369582155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/3956041552369582155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/11/cortando-aca-transmicion.html' title=''/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-2336852041338507213</id><published>2008-11-05T18:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:02:18.743-02:00</updated><title type='text'>?¿</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que hacer cuando la frase...&lt;br /&gt;"mi vida es un desastre.. y no te kiero en el.."&lt;br /&gt;es lo unico que pensas... como remontar.. como explicarlo?&lt;br /&gt;como hacer que ese "tiempo" no lo tomen como cortar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;al final.. sigo igual..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;esperando..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-2361225206567467276</id><published>2008-10-04T08:24:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T08:34:05.129-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Estados de animo segun lista de temas</title><content type='html'>jajaja&lt;br /&gt;es gracioso.. revivo el blog para comentar las canciones que andube escuchando cuando posteaba.. para que vean mi animo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;en abril..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;escuchaba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;christian castro - yo sigo aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;mayo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;katy perry - thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;junio..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;callejeros - daños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;julio..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;pastillas - princesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;agosto..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;la vela puerca - en el limbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Septiembre..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;three days of grace - i hate everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;octubre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;escuchando todavia.. jajaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( cambiando de blog )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-2361225206567467276?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2361225206567467276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=2361225206567467276' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's another way to get through the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;picking up ripped cigarette boxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hoping that one remains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yellow lucky day suck deep and bathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the next ten minutes spent coughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all the pleasures craved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;write down all the things that you'd like to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;write down all the things that you'd like to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;write down all the places you'd like to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;write down anything that you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is yesterday, tomorrow, today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is nothin' gonna change the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cracked rock top wall let the ash to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;left alone to wait i've never looked at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;things i've liked only things i hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you're not the first today not the softest face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was there any that you liked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was there any thay you didn't fake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;write down all the things that you'd like to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;write down all the things that you don't believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;write down all the places you'd like to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;write down anything that you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is yesterday, tomorrow, today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is nothing gonna change the way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because everything that's you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the things that you like to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and all of the things that are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;come back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-4838791613745739156?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/4838791613745739156/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=4838791613745739156' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4838791613745739156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4838791613745739156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/07/es-ayer-manaa-o-hoy.html' title='es ayer... manaña o hoy?'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-6383820631789477995</id><published>2008-06-30T11:58:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T12:03:52.713-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Algunas frases De Pelicula</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"Puede que yo sea la única persona sobre la faz de la tierra que sepa que eres la mujer más fantástica de la tierra..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"No quiero necesitarte, porque no puedo tenerte..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Abandonamos nuestros sueños por miedo a poder fracasar, o lo que es peor, por miedo a poder triunfar..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Es doloroso tratar a alguien tanto tiempo y terminar siendo un desconocido..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-6383820631789477995?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6383820631789477995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=6383820631789477995' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6383820631789477995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6383820631789477995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/06/algunas-frases-de-pelicula.html' title='Algunas frases De Pelicula'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-6985044079030485877</id><published>2008-06-30T02:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T02:31:39.132-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Le carta-</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry for everything I've said&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And for anything I forgot to say too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When things get so complicated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I stumble, at best muddle through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish that our lives could be so simple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want the world, only you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, I wish I could tell you this face to face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But there's never the time, never the place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And this letter will have to do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you&lt;/strong&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/6987691220628187550-6985044079030485877?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6985044079030485877/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=6985044079030485877' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6985044079030485877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6985044079030485877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/06/le-carta.html' title='Le carta-'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-3570249433802349814</id><published>2008-06-28T16:44:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:47.801-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Y NADA MAS ME IMPORTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfG1e98E5I/AAAAAAAAACI/alqeAaHd970/s1600-h/0Nothing_Else_Matters_Collab_by_Razuri_chan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217357315480228754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfG1e98E5I/AAAAAAAAACI/alqeAaHd970/s320/0Nothing_Else_Matters_Collab_by_Razuri_chan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc06.deviantart.com/fs22/f/2008/005/e/f/Nothing_Else_Matters_Collab_by_Razuri_chan.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tan próximos sin importar la distancia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO SERIA MUCHO MAS DEL CORAZON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eternamente confiando en quienes somos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y nada mas importa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;NUNCA ME ABRI A MI MISMO DE ESTA MANERA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;LA VIDA ES NUESTRA Y LA VIVIMOS A NUESTRA MANERA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;TODAS ESAS PALABRAS SIMPLEMENTE NO LAS DIJE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;Y NADA MAS IMPORTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUSQUE CONFIANZA Y LA ENCONTRE EN TI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CADA DIA PARA NOSOTROS ALGO NUEVO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LA MENTE ABIERTA PARA UNA MIRADA DIFERENTE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y NADA MAS IMPORTA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca me intereso lo que dicen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca me intereso los juegos a que se dedican &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca me intereso lo que hacen &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca me intereso lo que saben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PERO LO SE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-3570249433802349814?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/3570249433802349814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=3570249433802349814' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/3570249433802349814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/3570249433802349814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/06/y-nada-mas-me-importa.html' title='Y NADA MAS ME IMPORTA'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfG1e98E5I/AAAAAAAAACI/alqeAaHd970/s72-c/0Nothing_Else_Matters_Collab_by_Razuri_chan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-5416104524438737185</id><published>2008-06-21T18:31:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:47.965-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo mas lindo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfPlB0HeWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ba1smYpK1DE/s1600-h/490So_close__yet_so_far_away_by_jbramx2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217366928381147490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfPlB0HeWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ba1smYpK1DE/s320/490So_close__yet_so_far_away_by_jbramx2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Lo más lindo del mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;es cuando por completo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;lo moja la hermosura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;de tu pelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Lo gracioso del sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;es cuando no ve nada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;le encandila los ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;la luz de tu mirada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Lo lindo de la noche y las estrellas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;es que tu rostro habita en todas ellas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;lo lindo de mi vida es el saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;que la gobierna tu ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;lo más lindo del viento es cuando trata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ir de la mano junto con tu aroma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pero eres para mí como la luna,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;que podría contemplarte hasta ser viejo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;radiante y más hermosa que ninguna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;pero siempre tan lejos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Viene con dedicatoria.. y vos sabes que es para vos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-5416104524438737185?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5416104524438737185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=5416104524438737185' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/5416104524438737185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/5416104524438737185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/06/lo-mas-lindo.html' title='Lo mas lindo'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfPlB0HeWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ba1smYpK1DE/s72-c/490So_close__yet_so_far_away_by_jbramx2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-2223150221271862130</id><published>2008-06-20T02:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:48.349-02:00</updated><title type='text'>i lose controool!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfRrpI_tNI/AAAAAAAAACY/YPNkHF3hawk/s1600-h/question_by_skysell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217369241040172242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfRrpI_tNI/AAAAAAAAACY/YPNkHF3hawk/s320/question_by_skysell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mi cabeza no es mas que una calesita loka..que tiene pensamientos sobre vos y sobre todo..&lt;/span&gt;no hay quien pare esta calesita..y quiero querer poder pensar que cuando frene nos haga daño a los ocupantes..&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;es a veces tan dificil no decir las cosas&lt;/span&gt;..o nose.. el estar guardando ya es un deporte para mi..&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;la vida dibujó una sonrisa en mi cara y en un minuto triste la borró como si nada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-2223150221271862130?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2223150221271862130/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=2223150221271862130' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/2223150221271862130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/2223150221271862130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-lose-controool.html' title='i lose controool!!!'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfRrpI_tNI/AAAAAAAAACY/YPNkHF3hawk/s72-c/question_by_skysell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-545918175918697153</id><published>2008-06-15T21:49:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:48.889-02:00</updated><title type='text'>??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfYLf0WbSI/AAAAAAAAACg/FGfCsi8yKrY/s1600-h/Why__by_broken_muse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217376385363242274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfYLf0WbSI/AAAAAAAAACg/FGfCsi8yKrY/s320/Why__by_broken_muse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque no me lavare la cara y me doy cuenta que agarre el mismo camino de nuevo.. que voy a mandarme otra vez la cagada?&lt;br /&gt;porque no me doy cuenta?&lt;br /&gt;me gustara sufrir?&lt;br /&gt;quiero limpiar esto que siento..&lt;br /&gt;empezar a vivir..&lt;br /&gt;sacarme esas cadenas que vos me pusiste..&lt;br /&gt;y poder ser libre de amar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-545918175918697153?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/545918175918697153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=545918175918697153' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/545918175918697153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/545918175918697153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_15.html' title='??'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfYLf0WbSI/AAAAAAAAACg/FGfCsi8yKrY/s72-c/Why__by_broken_muse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-2115574569476770041</id><published>2008-06-14T05:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T05:28:34.108-03:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;SOY UN BOLUDO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-2115574569476770041?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2115574569476770041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=2115574569476770041' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/2115574569476770041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/2115574569476770041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-5742133877508260411</id><published>2008-06-05T20:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T04:47:56.095-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Buscado vivo o muerto</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigue todo igual.. solo los nombres cambian, todos los dias parece que se pierde un poco de vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Otro lugar donde los rostros son tan frios.. haria lo que fuera para volver a mi casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A veces duermo, otras veces no lo hago durante días y la gente que me encuentro siempre va por caminos diferentes A veces sabes el día que es por la botella que bebes y cuando estás solo lo único que haces es pensar .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Camino por las calles, llevando mi vida a cuestas..quiero vivir para siempre... pero no creo que pueda hacerlo... he estado en muchos lugares y todavia estoy parado aca.. he visto millares de caras.. y he hecho que se estremezcan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm wanted dead or alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-5742133877508260411?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5742133877508260411/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=5742133877508260411' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/5742133877508260411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/5742133877508260411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/06/buscado-vivo-o-muerto.html' title='Buscado vivo o muerto'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-6068703915697575565</id><published>2008-06-02T17:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T17:38:39.462-03:00</updated><title type='text'>miss u</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs18/f/2007/143/e/8/I_MISS_U_by_sharjahgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs18/f/2007/143/e/8/I_MISS_U_by_sharjahgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya hace un mes de ese maldito dia..sigo extranandote.. y siento que la brisa del viento trae un poco de tu olor hacia mi.. pero no es suficiente..Realmente despues de un mes me pongo sinceramente a pensar..&lt;strong&gt;si es que te ame.. o te quize&lt;/strong&gt;... escribiendo esto.. me sale la piel de gallina..y es porque quizas me miento al decir que no te extraño.. o que me confundi con lo que sentia..Realmente no entiendo que es lo que le pasa a mi corazon cuando te veo.. cuando te leo..cuando miro tus fotos.. Quiero que todo sea normal.. y poder olvidarte.. pero veo que es complicado..Que bueno seria poder delirar en mi cabeza y borrar cada recuerdo tuyo..porque cada vez que pienso en vos.. me siento mal.. y eso de alguna manera te hace una mala persona..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estoy muy cansado.. muy cansado..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;quiero volver a un mes atras y simplemente no hacer nada para que esto suceda..no puedo jugar tan bien el personaje de amigo.. porque realmente te debo querer..Nose que pensar..asi que no pienso.. o pienso mucho y sin sentido..y todas las ideas y canciones me recuerdan a vos..quiero dejar todo esto tirado en un rincon o meterlo en una caja..pero no puedo.. no puedo.. me sacaste todas las fuerzas..ahora que pienso y quiero con todo mi corazon que junio sea un buen mes..ya lo empeze mal viendote de nuevo..realmente nose si te odio..pero quiero verte otra vez.. mirarte a los ojos.. y ver que mierda sale de esta boca estupida..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me fui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Te odio sabelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-6068703915697575565?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6068703915697575565/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=6068703915697575565' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6068703915697575565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6068703915697575565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/06/miss-u.html' title='miss u'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-5641611177129056555</id><published>2008-06-02T16:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T16:22:58.409-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the notebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sp7.fotologs.net/photo/55/36/1/0veraverisverita/1212431765_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://sp7.fotologs.net/photo/55/36/1/0veraverisverita/1212431765_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sp7.fotologs.net/photo/55/36/1/0veraverisverita/1212431765_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Los romances de verano terminan por toda clases de razones.Pero cuando todo está dicho y hecho, tienen una cosa en común...son estrellas fugaces, un momento espectacular de luz en el cielo...una mirada efímera de la eternidad....Y en un destello, se fueron..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-5641611177129056555?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5641611177129056555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=5641611177129056555' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/5641611177129056555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/5641611177129056555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/06/notebook.html' title='the notebook'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-7017257590483886157</id><published>2008-06-02T01:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T02:29:58.478-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't Expect the unexpected, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because then its not really unexpected and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; that leaves you vulnerable to the truely unexpected&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-7017257590483886157?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/7017257590483886157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=7017257590483886157' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/7017257590483886157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/7017257590483886157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/06/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-4703768239691972514</id><published>2008-05-25T18:44:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:49.267-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Maldita enfermedad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfZLIdpeiI/AAAAAAAAACo/EERxeA3vQzk/s1600-h/Nunca_dije_que_seria_sencillo__by_maltieri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217377478605634082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfZLIdpeiI/AAAAAAAAACo/EERxeA3vQzk/s320/Nunca_dije_que_seria_sencillo__by_maltieri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tanta presionque sentia al mantener todo adentro se fue...pero se transformo en arrepentimiento y aunque me dieran la oportunindad de volver el tiempo atras.. se que haria exactamente lo mismo... POrque esa maldita enfermedad que es el AMOR se cura de varias maneras la peor.. la que me diste vos... y la que queria yo como idiota esperanzado..pero de a poco me doy cuenta que el AMOR no es mas que ua enfermedad... o Quizas Una Necesidad...Estoy tranquilo porque si te necesito estas... aunque no sea de la manera que yo quiero...Pero que gracioso no....La mejor Enfermedad del humano es Acostumbrarse.. y creo que con el tiempo..me acostumbrare...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pero olvidarte..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NUNCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-4703768239691972514?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/4703768239691972514/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=4703768239691972514' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4703768239691972514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4703768239691972514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/05/maldita-enfermedad.html' title='Maldita enfermedad'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfZLIdpeiI/AAAAAAAAACo/EERxeA3vQzk/s72-c/Nunca_dije_que_seria_sencillo__by_maltieri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-2434265993595644726</id><published>2008-05-25T14:23:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:49.911-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfaSsMcncI/AAAAAAAAACw/CmElkbpslOU/s1600-h/Falling_Star_by_Alharbiseye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217378707967876546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfaSsMcncI/AAAAAAAAACw/CmElkbpslOU/s320/Falling_Star_by_Alharbiseye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SDnZREsJEfI/AAAAAAAAACA/4JPvsrvq1ao/s1600-h/DSC00195.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;aber que pedirle a las estrellas es una manera&lt;br /&gt;de sacarme de encima cosas que o puedo hacer&lt;br /&gt;por mi mismo, deseando que algun ser divino&lt;br /&gt;haga lo que yo no pude con mis fuerzas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SDnZREsJEfI/AAAAAAAAACA/4JPvsrvq1ao/s1600-h/DSC00195.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso es que la proxima vez que vea una estrella o simplemente mire al cielo pensando en vos, voy a estar en duda de pedir si olvidarte o tenerte aca conmigo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dado que las dos cosas me gastan mis fuerzas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-2434265993595644726?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SGfaSsMcncI/AAAAAAAAACw/CmElkbpslOU/s72-c/Falling_Star_by_Alharbiseye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-4699930541403376028</id><published>2008-05-14T21:51:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:50:26.395-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me how am I supposed to live without you</title><content type='html'>********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't come here for cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Didn't come here to breakdown&lt;br /&gt;It's just a dream of mine is coming to an end&lt;br /&gt;And how can I blame you&lt;br /&gt;When I built my world around&lt;br /&gt;The hope that someday we'd be so much more than friends&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna know the price I'm gonna pay for dreaming&lt;br /&gt;When even now it's more than I can take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUAZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-4699930541403376028?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/4699930541403376028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=4699930541403376028' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4699930541403376028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4699930541403376028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/05/estamos-normales-actuamos-tal-como.html' title='Tell me how am I supposed to live without you'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-7592707082664299896</id><published>2008-05-14T21:51:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:05:45.273-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque el amor te vuelve Idiota</title><content type='html'>Estamos normales, actuamos tal como somos, y todo sigue su curso, repentinamente conoces a alguien, entonces todo cambia, y empiezas a actuar de la manera más estúpida, idiota e imbécil… &lt;strong&gt;¿Qué significado tiene eso? ¡Amor!&lt;/strong&gt; Si, quizá no sea el mejor concepto para este sentimiento, pero algunas veces es lo que más lo define. Lo trates de ocultar o no, cuando te enamoras, todo te trastorna de tal manera, que da vergüenza… que horror, definitivamente que horror… debería ser declarado una enfermedad mental y tratarse médicamente, darnos de baja por enamoramiento crónico. &lt;br /&gt;Y es que con los síntomas resultantes, estamos descalificados para seguir una vida normal, el trabajo y todo a nuestro alrededor adquiere un tono diferente, no somos iguales de efectivos y dejamos de ser razonables… Es más, hablando en serio, ¿Y si inventaran una píldora? O algo así… digo, para aquellas personas a las que les afecte esta “enfermedad”… quizá algunos pegaran el grito al cielo, ¡No me importa! No es una idea tan descabellada si lo piensas con detenimiento y cabeza fría. ¿Vieron la película Eterno Resplandor de una mente sin recuerdos? Eso si es un poquito extremo, esto no lo es...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegamos a la oficina, con cara de insomnio y distraídos, nos hablan pero no captamos lo que nos dicen, nos ven de forma extraña y finalmente preguntan, "Oye ¿que te pasa?", y respondemos, “Nada, no te preocupes, solo estoy enamorada(o)”, pero ellos nos ven con asombro y preocupación, “¿Cómo que nada?, debes ir urgente a recibir tratamiento, así no puedes trabajar… Vamos pide unos días de reposo”, los vemos y les decimos “Bueno, creo que tienes razón, mejor voy rápido antes que sea irreversible… esta empezando creo que hay remedio”… y nos vamos… ¡Ojala fuera una opción!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos a ver, algunos síntomas que indican sin lugar a dudas que lo padeces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Excitación permanente, provocada por la persona causante de la enfermedad, sin importar que haga o deje de hacer, aunque solamente te diga ¡Hola!, te excitas.&lt;br /&gt;- Problemas visuales, “Es que es tan pero tan bello… ¿No te parece?”, hummmmm la verdad es que no es bello, pero que diablos… (Hey, por lo menos a algunos no nos importa)&lt;br /&gt;- Perdida de vocabulario, se te olvidan gran parte de las palabras que has aprendido, e inventas palabras nuevas (apodos ridículos sobre todo).&lt;br /&gt;- Sensibilidad a flor de piel… llanto repentino, risas sin sentido, suspiros descontrolados, sonrojos constantes, o una mezcla de todos ellos. Descontrol hormonal severo.&lt;br /&gt;- Nervios, nervios y más nervios… tartamudeos, sudoración, vergüenza, timidez, pena…&lt;br /&gt;- Dices cosas que te comprometen y que no deberías decir, es más, seguro es mejor que te callaras la boca y no dijeras nada, absolutamente nada. ¿Entendiste?&lt;br /&gt;- Que no puedas sacarlo de tu mente en ningún momento, y cada cosa que ves, escuchas o hueles, te lo recuerda. Es decir, tu mente prácticamente solo procesa esos pensamientos…&lt;br /&gt;- Cuando estas con esa persona sientes que el tiempo pasa volando o te transportas a otro mundo… imagínate, hasta desafiamos las leyes físicas del tiempo y el espacio… por favor.&lt;br /&gt;- Lo que antes te parecía moralmente correcto, ahora empiezas a cuestionártelo o a inventar excusas para no tener cargos de consciencia… “Pero después de todo, yo no soy la infiel…”, “Vida hay solo una y hay que aprovechar cada oportunidad…” en fin…&lt;br /&gt;- Empiezas a desconfiar de lo que piensas, analizas, intuyes… todo te hace dudar. Y eso que piensas demasiado… bueno, algunos.&lt;br /&gt;- Imaginas el futuro, juntos… hasta envejecer, y amando con la misma intensidad que sientes en este momento… a eso se le llama perdida del sentido de la realidad… ¿O es que será posible? (empieza la duda… ¿te das cuenta?)&lt;br /&gt;- Vas por la calle y de repente, empiezas a reírte… recordando lo que conversaron o lo que te dijo… no se te quita esa jodida sonrisa de tonta. Y todos te ven como si fueras una loca…&lt;br /&gt;- Cosquilleo en el estómago, palpitar acelerado del corazón, falta de sueño y hambre… etc.&lt;br /&gt;- Pero lo peor es, cuando hablas con esa persona y no tienes nada bueno que decir, nada inteligente, nada creativo o extraordinario, y metes la pata una y otra vez… para después sentirte miserable porque no puedes retroceder el tiempo e impedir tanta tontería.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, no, no, mejor no sigo hablando… ¿Te sentiste identificado?, pues, ¿Que haces allí todavía?, corre a buscar ayuda, corre si aún hay tiempo. No dejes que se acentué porque sino será imposible curarlo. Ahora… si tú crees que puedes manejarlo, que es lo mejor que ha pasado en toda tu vida, haya tú… pero te advierto algo, ese sensación es el peor de todos los síntomas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El amor es un animal salvaje&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En su trampa has caído&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te esta viendo a los ojos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eres encantado cuando su mirada te alcanza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dame veneno, dame veneno, dame veneno…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Letra de Rammstein, canción “Amor”)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6745/2458/1600/amorcito.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-7592707082664299896?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/7592707082664299896/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=7592707082664299896' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/7592707082664299896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/7592707082664299896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/05/porque-el-amor-te-vuelve-idiota.html' title='Porque el amor te vuelve Idiota'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-2890195786059690287</id><published>2008-05-09T03:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:50.117-02:00</updated><title type='text'>UN MINUTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SCPuslC5SUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Fcx2h0RE3z4/s1600-h/DSC00144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198260844541593922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SCPuslC5SUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Fcx2h0RE3z4/s320/DSC00144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estaba entusiasmado como rey en los caminos, Yo que nunca hasta ahora de mi barrio había salido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estaba ejercitando una garganta desprolija, Fue un chiste, fue la vida o una mueca del destino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estaba empezando a preguntarme cosas raras....¿qué busca la gente cuando uno sólo canta?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;La vida dibujó una sonrisa en mi cara Y en un minuto triste la borró como si nada......Ay de mí, ay de vos,Ay de todos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estaba jugando a extender mi único sueño&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi sangre despertaba en el crepúsculo del día....Estaba debatiendo entre la gloria y tropiezo, Si era buen amante, tormentoso, callejero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estaba despidiendo viejas penas en la vida, Estaba descubriendo el valor de la dulzura, Si era apasionado, o un tonto de atropellos, Si tenía fundamentos o era pura espuma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;En un país de heridas, donde nunca se las cierra, Dormimos todos juntos sobre penas nuevas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;La luna va al eclipse y el sol se queda solo, Y al viejo laberinto le cuesta abrir la puerta....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;La vida dibujó una sonrisa en mi cara Y en un minuto triste la borró como si nada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ay de mí..........ay de vos.............Ay de todos... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-2890195786059690287?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2890195786059690287/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=2890195786059690287' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/2890195786059690287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/2890195786059690287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/05/un-minuto.html' title='UN MINUTO'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SCPuslC5SUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Fcx2h0RE3z4/s72-c/DSC00144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-6386493319712272282</id><published>2008-05-07T03:32:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T15:55:10.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mi pasado me atiende en pantuflas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;mis recuerdos ya no me recuerdan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;cuando le pido soga al destino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;el muy cobarde tartamudea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;y siempre que quedo preso de amores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;llega un idiota y paga la fianza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;sera que alguien dejo por error&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;su pesadilla en mi almohada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;o debo estar haciendo las preguntas equivocadas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-6386493319712272282?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6386493319712272282/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=6386493319712272282' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6386493319712272282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6386493319712272282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/05/wrong-questios.html' title='Wrong Questions'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-1688633867184463562</id><published>2008-05-06T18:22:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:50.518-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourniquet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SCDRsphVMPI/AAAAAAAAABw/JkGaRU6psBg/s1600-h/Polaroid_by_allenxcore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197384534975656178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SCDRsphVMPI/AAAAAAAAABw/JkGaRU6psBg/s320/Polaroid_by_allenxcore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El tiempo arrasa secuestrando mi pudor, cobro confianza y te dirijo unas palabras, caigo al abismo que el presente nos depara y febril en la caída pregunto ¿que nos pasó?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He vaciado unos cuantos cajones y he llenado otros tantos renglones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y he soñado todas las noches.....con algo que viva y algo que mate.....algo que escuche y algo que mire..... algo que escriba, algo que borre, algo en el viento, algo en la lluvia....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;algo de vos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me da vergüenza y no sé si decírtelo, si se me nota no levanto la mirada y me derrito si te tengo cara a cara, si te encuentro a solas vuelvo a creer en Dios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-1688633867184463562?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/1688633867184463562/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=1688633867184463562' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/1688633867184463562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/1688633867184463562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/05/tourniquet.html' title='Tourniquet'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SCDRsphVMPI/AAAAAAAAABw/JkGaRU6psBg/s72-c/Polaroid_by_allenxcore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-6109860082859494593</id><published>2008-05-06T18:22:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:50.642-02:00</updated><title type='text'>RESTLESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SCDNk5hVMOI/AAAAAAAAABo/qb_R8k9Y6gQ/s1600-h/Restless_by_mwkira.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197380003785158882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SCDNk5hVMOI/AAAAAAAAABo/qb_R8k9Y6gQ/s320/Restless_by_mwkira.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She embraced, with a smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As she opened the door.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A cold wind blows, it put's a chill into her heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have taken away the trust,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're the ghost haunting through her heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Past and present are one in her head,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're the ghost haunting through her heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my hand as I wonder through,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All of my life I gave to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my hand as I wonder through,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All of my love I gave to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have taken away the trust,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're the ghost haunting through her heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Past and present are one in her head,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're the ghost haunting through her heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my hand as I wonder through,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All of my life I gave to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my hand as I wonder through,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All of my love I gave to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-6109860082859494593?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6109860082859494593/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=6109860082859494593' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6109860082859494593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6109860082859494593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/05/restless.html' title='RESTLESS'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SCDNk5hVMOI/AAAAAAAAABo/qb_R8k9Y6gQ/s72-c/Restless_by_mwkira.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-4062506292584210155</id><published>2008-05-05T03:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T04:01:57.369-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Estalingrado en mi corazon</title><content type='html'>me esta doliendo cada vez mas el corazon.. y no hay doctorado en medicina que sepa la cura...&lt;br /&gt;siento que tengo a estalingrado en plena guerra..&lt;br /&gt;y el momento crucial es cada vez que te veo...&lt;br /&gt;no puedo ver mas tu foto en el display..&lt;br /&gt;cada vez que la veo muero tan solo de a poco..&lt;br /&gt;nose si tu lo sabes, o quizas lo haces aproposito..&lt;br /&gt;pero estoy muriendo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Juro q este es uno de los ultimos post que hago con esta tematica.. el final termino siendo el final malo de una pelicula barata.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-4062506292584210155?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/4062506292584210155/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=4062506292584210155' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4062506292584210155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4062506292584210155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/05/estalingrado-en-mi-corazon.html' title='Estalingrado en mi corazon'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-7010286073867204319</id><published>2008-05-05T03:15:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:50.817-02:00</updated><title type='text'>im falling into you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SB6tAZhVMNI/AAAAAAAAABg/A8c5dxUd2Bo/s1600-h/DSC00336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196781242394423506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="201" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SB6tAZhVMNI/AAAAAAAAABg/A8c5dxUd2Bo/s320/DSC00336.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SB6p65hVMMI/AAAAAAAAABY/VtW_Mfjf5CI/s1600-h/DSC00336.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here I am Slippin' back in time Starin' in your eyes Like it's all the same Look at you You haven't changed at all The devil's deja vu....Has lead me down &amp;amp; back into this deadly fall ....You take me Break me Build me up &amp;amp; then forsake me Our love is my world Then you cut me down with one word Strung out, it's true Try to run but I'm falling into you..................You're the devil's deja vu...........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bring it on Bend my will again Undress the story's end &amp;amp; make this heart believe There's a light In the darkness of my mind Hangin' by a thread Like a spider Spinnin' out a brand new web Think about me Our love is your salvation Taste my mind Give in to all temptation Embrace complete destruction .................. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wait wait wait wait wait wait&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-7010286073867204319?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/7010286073867204319/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=7010286073867204319' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/7010286073867204319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/7010286073867204319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-falling-into-you.html' title='im falling into you'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SB6tAZhVMNI/AAAAAAAAABg/A8c5dxUd2Bo/s72-c/DSC00336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-5184166403326377834</id><published>2008-05-04T19:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:50.985-02:00</updated><title type='text'>BREATH?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SB462phVMLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jf0rbCHQnXw/s1600-h/Sonnet_by_kepazza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196655730565132466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SB462phVMLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jf0rbCHQnXw/s320/Sonnet_by_kepazza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I see nothing in your eyes, and the more I see the less I like.&lt;br /&gt;Is it over yet, in my head?&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing of your kind, and I won't reveal your evil mind.&lt;br /&gt;Is it over yet? I can't win.&lt;br /&gt;So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left.I know that I can find the fire in your eyes.I'm going all the way, get away, please.&lt;br /&gt;You take the breath right out of me.You left a hole where my heart should be.You got to fight just to make it through,'cause I will be the death of you.&lt;br /&gt;This will be all over soon.Pour salt into the open wound.&lt;br /&gt;Is it over yet? Let me in.&lt;br /&gt;So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left.I know that I can find the fire in your eyes.I'm going all the way, get away, please.&lt;br /&gt;.....I'm waiting, I'm praying, realize, start hating.&lt;br /&gt;You take the breath right out of me.You left a hole where my heart should be.You got to fight just to make it through,'cause I will be the death of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-5184166403326377834?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5184166403326377834/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=5184166403326377834' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/5184166403326377834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/5184166403326377834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/05/breath.html' title='BREATH?'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SB462phVMLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jf0rbCHQnXw/s72-c/Sonnet_by_kepazza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-4818854361698967243</id><published>2008-05-03T03:27:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T03:35:59.414-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Y ahora que?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Y ahora que?&lt;br /&gt;ahora que te dije lo que sentia...&lt;br /&gt;despues de acobardarme tanto tiempo...&lt;br /&gt;despues de saber que quizas todo lo que sentia no era correspondido..&lt;br /&gt;lo dije...&lt;br /&gt;y ahora que?&lt;br /&gt;estoy peor que antes aunque con una carga menos...&lt;br /&gt;mi cabeza no para de pensar en las cosas que podrias pensar cuando te llegue el mail..&lt;br /&gt;no puedo dejar de pensar... si esto que hize hara peor a nuestra relacion de amigos..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;quiero dormir pero no puedo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;quiero llorar pero ya llore demasiado esta semana...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;estoy esperando... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nose que..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;quizas un especie de fin..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;o de comienzo..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;todo lo sabre cuando me respondas.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hasta ese momento...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.... mi cabeza volara por lugares en los cuales estas vos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-4818854361698967243?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/4818854361698967243/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=4818854361698967243' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4818854361698967243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4818854361698967243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/05/y-ahora-que.html' title='Y ahora que?...'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-4182436846323158500</id><published>2008-05-03T03:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T03:24:20.021-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuckin moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maldito momento que tiene que vivir uno, para que me de cuenta de las personas que tengo en momentos dificiles, amigos, ya sean virtuales como reales, gente que estuvo conmigo apoyandome de cualquier manera en este momento de meirda.. que garcias a dios ya mi vieja esta mejor y todo esta mejor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gracias a todos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-4182436846323158500?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/4182436846323158500/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=4182436846323158500' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4182436846323158500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4182436846323158500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/05/fuckin-moment.html' title='Fuckin moment'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-1567489625047935390</id><published>2008-04-30T21:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:51.238-02:00</updated><title type='text'>We are broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estoy afuera, Y he estado esperando por el sol....Y con mis ojos amplios, He visto mundos que no pertenecen. Mi boca está seca, Con palabras que no puedo verbalizar.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dime por qué, Vivimos de esta manera.&lt;br /&gt;Mantenme seguro dentro, Tus brazos como torres. Torres sobre mi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SBkViJhVMKI/AAAAAAAAABI/WvFGnquO2aQ/s1600-h/We_are_broken__by_meggeroni.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195207321564033186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SBkViJhVMKI/AAAAAAAAABI/WvFGnquO2aQ/s320/We_are_broken__by_meggeroni.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque estamos rotos.... Que debemos hacer para restaurar, Nuestra inocencia, Y toda la promesa que adoramos. Darnos vida nuevamente, Porque queremos tan sólo estar completos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cierro las puertas, Porque me gustaría capturar esta voz. que vino a mi esta noche, Así que todos tendrán una opción. Y bajo las luces rojas, Me mostraré a mi mismo que no fue forzado.....Estamos en guerra, Nosotros vivimos así.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque estamos rotos. Y yo tomaré la verdad a cualquier costo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-1567489625047935390?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/1567489625047935390/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=1567489625047935390' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/1567489625047935390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/1567489625047935390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-are-broken.html' title='We are broken'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SBkViJhVMKI/AAAAAAAAABI/WvFGnquO2aQ/s72-c/We_are_broken__by_meggeroni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-7466620789012140465</id><published>2008-04-30T02:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T02:52:24.805-03:00</updated><title type='text'>JAI GURU DEVA A OM</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LAS PALABRAS FLUYEN COMO LLUVIA DENTRO DE UNA TAZA DE PAPEL SE DESLIZAN AL PASAR SE DESVANECEN A TRAVÉS DEL UNIVERSO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CHARCOS DE TRISTEZA, OLAS DE FELICIDAD PASAN POR MI MENTE DOMINÁNDOME Y ACARICIÁNDOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NADA VA A CAMBIAR MI MUNDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IMÁGENES DE LUZ VACILANTE QUE BAILAN FRENTE A MÍ COMO UN MILLÓN DE OJOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ME LLAMAN Y ME LLAMAN A TRAVÉS DEL UNIVERSO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PENSAMIENTOS SERPENTEANTES COMO UN VIENTO INQUIETO DENTRO DE UN BUZÓN SE TAMBALEAN CIEGAMENTE MIENTRAS RECORREN SU CAMINO  A  TRAVÉS DEL UNIVERSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SONIDOS DE RISAS,SOMBRAS DE LA TIERRA VIENEN A MI MENTE INCITÁNDOME E INVITÁNDOME INFINITO E INMORTAL AMOR QUE BRILLA A MI ALREDEDOR COMO UN MILLÓN DE SOLES QUE ME LLAMAN Y ME LLAMAN A TRAVÉS DEL UNIVERSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-7466620789012140465?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/7466620789012140465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=7466620789012140465' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/7466620789012140465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/7466620789012140465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/04/jai-guru-deva-om.html' title='JAI GURU DEVA A OM'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-2352685517085549146</id><published>2008-04-29T19:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:51.473-02:00</updated><title type='text'>El show debe continuar</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pese a cualquier cosa que me este pasando.. las ganas de apagarme del sistema, de escuchar risas... ver el sol... tengo que seguir sonriendo... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SBengZhVMJI/AAAAAAAAABA/ql7-LU3Vqik/s1600-h/mientes+tan+bien.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194804870243496082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="223" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SBengZhVMJI/AAAAAAAAABA/ql7-LU3Vqik/s320/mientes+tan+bien.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;porque no hay nada peor que entristecer a tus amigos, familiares y demases.. por eso tenes que seguir adelante como si nada te este pasando.. pero.. cuanto durare... que estupides hara que explote todo lo que estoy guardando.. nose.. siento que voy a explotar... y quiero gritar tan alto que creo que vos me escucharia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;y si me escuchas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-2352685517085549146?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2352685517085549146/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=2352685517085549146' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/2352685517085549146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/2352685517085549146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/04/el-show-debe-continuar.html' title='El show debe continuar'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SBengZhVMJI/AAAAAAAAABA/ql7-LU3Vqik/s72-c/mientes+tan+bien.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-1370599476695186383</id><published>2008-04-29T02:01:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:51.958-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuadro Torcido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SBejI5hVMII/AAAAAAAAAA4/tm1ZVAhtw40/s1600-h/Fence_2_by_LL_stock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194800068470059138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" height="294" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SBejI5hVMII/AAAAAAAAAA4/tm1ZVAhtw40/s320/Fence_2_by_LL_stock.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En que se convierte la vida cuando uno se empieza a dar cuenta de que le queda poca gasolina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quizas te podes deprimir sabiendo que no hiciste nada.. y lamentas no haber hecho tal o tal cosa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o quizas te pones las pilas y empezas a vivir.. aunque sea ese poco.. pero lo tratas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a la obscuridad en la que estaba metido muriendo llego una luz... que me rescato..... intentando sacarme de tanta mierda que estaba viviendo.... quizas es por eso que te quiero... o no... quizas la palabra querer es mucho.. o quizas poco... segun de donde lo veas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lo que se es que no te quiero perder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me voy a domir pensando en vos, como desde el dia en que te conoci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pensando, pidiendo.. deseando...que esto sea como una gripe que se me cure en poco... o quizas es como un cuadro torcido....... nunca se va a enderezar del todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-1370599476695186383?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/1370599476695186383/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=1370599476695186383' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/1370599476695186383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/1370599476695186383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/04/cuadro-torcido.html' title='Cuadro Torcido'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SBejI5hVMII/AAAAAAAAAA4/tm1ZVAhtw40/s72-c/Fence_2_by_LL_stock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-8433746539354979144</id><published>2008-04-28T04:56:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T05:08:37.146-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Estar....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She’s my best friend Ill do anything just to see her smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She means more to me than anything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ill be there for her always&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To protect and love, to hold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She has breathed life into my dead life &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pulled me from the depths of depression&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giving me a chance, a companion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She has found my heart, my innocence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to find her heart, her innocence &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She’s is an angel, I see it in her eyes.....But her heart is not there, only pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She has been hurt before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ill do anything to see her happy....I want to take away the pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anything, ill do anything for her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joking, just to see her face light up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep her company when her is alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Help With her Problems, just to see her smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s the little moments, the little things she does&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That melts my heart that feed my fire &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to find her heart, and feed her fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She is so beautiful........she must be an angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And she is my best friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-8433746539354979144?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/8433746539354979144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/8433746539354979144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/04/estar.html' title='Estar....'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-215399976959834052</id><published>2008-04-28T04:10:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T04:38:12.176-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Como te amo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see her walking by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I see her laughing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I see her smiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Her voice like music,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Her eyes sparkling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Her hair flowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Love Her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She is my best friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is like family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We play,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We talk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Love Her Yes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, she doesn't know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, i'm terrified to tell her I Love Her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can u help me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*** no te cabe el ingles.. chupala! ***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-215399976959834052?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/215399976959834052/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=215399976959834052' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/215399976959834052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/215399976959834052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-see-her-walking-by-i-see-her-laughing.html' title='Como te amo..'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-4387609968618322034</id><published>2008-04-28T04:01:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T04:08:44.422-03:00</updated><title type='text'>El amor es tan confuzo, tan raro... tan..</title><content type='html'>I've seen love everywhere Its not something you can missor ignore...But when loved.The most beautiful things can happen.The best things can happen.But the best part is...That you know you dont have to act like someone else to be loved by that person. she loves you the way you are... and you know it But sometimes... that person doesnt show it... and you dont know if she does or doesnt...You cry and wonder if she does...the pain hurts more than ever...seeing the one you love with someone else...Your love cant always be yours...she loves someone too...but, if you think about it...Do you really love her? Some people may say yes...Some people come out of that shell and say no...Love...Its so confusing...so misunderstood...   so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*** no te cabe que postee en ingles mandame un mail y lo charlamos Bye ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-4387609968618322034?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/4387609968618322034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=4387609968618322034' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4387609968618322034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/4387609968618322034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/04/el-amor-es-tan-confuzo-tan-raro-tan.html' title='El amor es tan confuzo, tan raro... tan..'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987691220628187550.post-6932630193039855335</id><published>2008-04-28T03:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:40:52.239-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Existencia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SBVrYZhVMHI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/8ySIs62QTX4/s1600-h/la+puerta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194175812153454706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SBVrYZhVMHI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/8ySIs62QTX4/s320/la+puerta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hay muchas formas de definir.....nuestra frágil existencia.&lt;br /&gt;Muchas formas de darle un significado.&lt;br /&gt;Pero es nuestra memoria la que forma su propósito y le da un contexto.&lt;br /&gt;El privado surtidode imágenes, miedos...amores y penas.&lt;br /&gt;Para esto es la cruel ironía de la vida...a la que estamos destinados a sostener en la oscuridad con la luz, el bien con el mal.&lt;br /&gt;Éxito con desilusión Esto es lo que nos separa, ...lo que nos hace humanos.&lt;br /&gt;Y al final, tenemos que luchar para poder tenerlo también.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** empiezo con esta gran escritura, de aca en adelante la limo mal!**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987691220628187550-6932630193039855335?l=klarobscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6932630193039855335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987691220628187550&amp;postID=6932630193039855335' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6932630193039855335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987691220628187550/posts/default/6932630193039855335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klarobscuro.blogspot.com/2008/04/existencia.html' title='Existencia?'/><author><name>kepazza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SRH3nyAXICI/AAAAAAAAADI/NVrqshYeo4M/S220/veintiocho+033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bM6ucNft3Tg/SBVrYZhVMHI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/8ySIs62QTX4/s72-c/la+puerta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
