<?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-5835018102042126069</id><updated>2011-07-30T20:59:36.421-07:00</updated><category term='Paw Savoy :)'/><title type='text'>Uno arriba del tren y otro en la estación.</title><subtitle type='html'>Cuando despierto y me doy cuenta que estuviste en mis sueños, cuando no estas mi corazon te extraña
porque tus ojos son reflejo y tus besos sono un viaje hacia el lugar mas lejos ♥.
Tan solo aqui abrazandonos sin decir nada, solo alli entablando una conversacion con la mirada, perdiendo la nocion del tiempo en almas conectadas, la luna de testigo nos miraba emocionada♪</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-1730831866649433950</id><published>2010-02-16T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T13:14:54.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi corazón Contento..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Entraste a mi vida y no me di ni cuenta cuando, y sin darme cuenta, hoy en ti estoy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pensando. Me acostumbraste a acostumbrarme en tu forma de ser, me acostumbraste a necesitar tus besos porque me hacen bien.&lt;br /&gt;Toma mis palabras y abrazate a ellas, porque con esta en la distancia, llego a ti mi bella estrella.. Pequeño niño tienes mi cariño i me destiño en el dolor de tu diseño, es que ando como una niña pequeña..&lt;br /&gt;Cuando despierto y me doy cuenta que estuviste en mis sueños, cuando no estas mi corazon te extraña, porque tus ojos son reflejo y tus besos sono un viaje hacia el lugar mas lejos ♥.&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo aqui abrazandonos sin decir nada, solo alli entablando una conversacion con la mirada, perdiendo la nocion del tiempo en almas conectadas, la luna de testigo nos miraba emocionada♪&lt;/span&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/5835018102042126069-1730831866649433950?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1730831866649433950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2010/02/mi-corazon-contento.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/1730831866649433950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/1730831866649433950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2010/02/mi-corazon-contento.html' title='Mi corazón Contento..'/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-1724504584126948728</id><published>2009-11-20T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T15:49:00.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Todos sufrimos porque no somos perfectos. Y en vez de ver nuestras cosas buenas, nos detenemos en los defectos, en las fallas .. Todos vemos lo que no tenemos, en vez de destacar lo que sí tenemos .. Y si en lugar de ver lo mal, vemos lo bueno? Porque nadie, nadie es perfecto&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&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/5835018102042126069-1724504584126948728?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1724504584126948728/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/11/todos-sufrimos-porque-no-somos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/1724504584126948728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/1724504584126948728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/11/todos-sufrimos-porque-no-somos.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-5190035586111253628</id><published>2009-10-11T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T17:58:04.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¡ FELIZ PRIMER MES MI AMOR !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/StJ--ohlSrI/AAAAAAAAALc/TkYMHZi-WGI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391511318411168434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/StJ--ohlSrI/AAAAAAAAALc/TkYMHZi-WGI/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/StJ5PxhHy2I/AAAAAAAAALU/dO3dfl5gIMI/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391505015813163874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/StJ5PxhHy2I/AAAAAAAAALU/dO3dfl5gIMI/s400/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Somos dos, dos enamorados, de un amor dulce, libre y claro. Al soñar vamos poco a poco, encerrando el mundo entre las manos. Un te amo, es más tierno en tu voz, la noche en tu cuerpo es mas corta, me estoy enfermando de amor.. y mira lo que has hecho que he caído presa, en tu cuerpo y en tu mente, en un agujero de tu corazón, en todo estás presente. Y la libertad, te juro, no la quiero, si estoy contigo. Dejame atada a tu amor.Se me nubla el pensamiento de verte conmigo, cuerpo a cuerpo en mis brazos, ocupando este sitio. Tanto amor me hace cruzar de punta a punta el cielo, mi cabeza volando a travez de tus besos. Tu me has derribado los esquemas, cambiaste todos mis sistemas, atandome a tu sentimiento. Tu amor me dio en el centro de mi corazon, el blanco mas perfecto de mi perdicion, y como un rayo, tu piel cayo en mí y me enamoró. A tu lado yo no tengo los pies en la tierra, doy vueltas al universo, persiguiendo tu estrella, los caminos del amor, que nuevos son contigo, que de tu mano me llevan, al eden prometido.En palabras simples y comunes yo te extraño, en lenguaje terrenal mi vida eres tú, en total simplicidad seria, yo te amo y en un trozo de poesia tú seras mi luz, mi bien, el espacio donde me alimento de tu piel que es bondad, la fuerza que me mueve dentro para recomenzar y en tu cuerpo encontrar la paz. Si la vida me permite a lado tuyo, creceran mis ilusiones no lo dudo, si la vida la perdiera en un instante, que me llene de ti, para amar despues de amarte. Vida, no tengas miedo ni dudas que este amor es demasiado bueno, yo te pertenezco toda entera, mira mi pecho, lo dejo abierto, para que vivas en el.Para tu tranquilidad me tienes en tus manos, para mi debilidad, el único eres tú. Al final tan solo se que siempre te he esperado y que llegas a mi vida y tu me das la luz del bien, ese mundo donde tus palabras hacen su voluntad, la magia de este sentimiento que es tan fuerte y total y tus ojos que son mi paz!Estoy enamorada, y tu amor me hace grande. Estoy enamorada y que bien me hace amarte :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~ te amo ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TE AMO INFINITO MI AMOR ♥ ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-5190035586111253628?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5190035586111253628/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/10/feliz-primer-mes-mi-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/5190035586111253628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/5190035586111253628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/10/feliz-primer-mes-mi-amor.html' title='¡ FELIZ PRIMER MES MI AMOR !'/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/StJ--ohlSrI/AAAAAAAAALc/TkYMHZi-WGI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-7836533534581145410</id><published>2009-06-26T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:50:51.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SkVdjqwPZAI/AAAAAAAAALM/QAnuc53SBPM/s1600-h/colee+..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351786599553131522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SkVdjqwPZAI/AAAAAAAAALM/QAnuc53SBPM/s400/colee+..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;QE MAL , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ESTA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ABSURDA I TRISTE HISTORIA&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;QE SE PONE CADA VEZ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;PEOR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&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/5835018102042126069-7836533534581145410?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7836533534581145410/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/qe-mal-esta-absurda-i-triste-historia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/7836533534581145410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/7836533534581145410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/qe-mal-esta-absurda-i-triste-historia.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SkVdjqwPZAI/AAAAAAAAALM/QAnuc53SBPM/s72-c/colee+..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-6166692835928644494</id><published>2009-06-26T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:43:43.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SkVcjo7BprI/AAAAAAAAALE/KTh7Dzxj_pU/s1600-h/paw+pucho+..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351785499549869746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SkVcjo7BprI/AAAAAAAAALE/KTh7Dzxj_pU/s400/paw+pucho+..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Me encuentro &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sola&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sin un amor&lt;/span&gt; , me encuentro sola , bajo la rambla estoi , me encuentro sola , todos tienen su amor , me encuentro sola , &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ya no se que hacer&lt;/span&gt; , Me encuentro sola .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&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/5835018102042126069-6166692835928644494?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6166692835928644494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-encuentro-sola-sin-un-amor-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6166692835928644494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6166692835928644494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-encuentro-sola-sin-un-amor-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SkVcjo7BprI/AAAAAAAAALE/KTh7Dzxj_pU/s72-c/paw+pucho+..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-5749293697818801710</id><published>2009-06-20T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T17:17:51.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sj18J2MkpzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/icTL-tExUNk/s1600-h/PAW+53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349568440994932530" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sj18J2MkpzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/icTL-tExUNk/s400/PAW+53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-5749293697818801710?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5749293697818801710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/5749293697818801710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/5749293697818801710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sj18J2MkpzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/icTL-tExUNk/s72-c/PAW+53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-6599133555828779270</id><published>2009-06-19T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:26:09.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;♦ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Un hotel qe no es de nadie , una cama qe no es mía , &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;se me muere un día mas&lt;/span&gt; .. un avión a cualqier parte .. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Soledad acompañada&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;soledad endemoniada&lt;/span&gt; , tantos gritos , tantas luces , &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tanta gente i soledad&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Soledad de no estar sola&lt;/span&gt; , soledad de andar &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pensando si valdrá algún día la pena&lt;/span&gt; tanta ausencia .. Soledad de &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;andar buscando&lt;/span&gt; , soledad de deshacerse , &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;deshacerse de esos sueños qe no se hicieron realidad&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;strong&gt;A donde va la prisa ?A donde ira ese tiempo qe gane o qe perdí ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;♦ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-6599133555828779270?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6599133555828779270/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/un-hotel-qe-no-es-de-nadie-una-cama-qe.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6599133555828779270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6599133555828779270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/un-hotel-qe-no-es-de-nadie-una-cama-qe.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-2002581408734556540</id><published>2009-06-19T17:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:21:40.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- SOLEDAD -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sjwrjo4nTkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PaauXLziiok/s1600-h/pawli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349198348679597634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sjwrjo4nTkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PaauXLziiok/s400/pawli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-2002581408734556540?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2002581408734556540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/soledad_19.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/2002581408734556540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/2002581408734556540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/soledad_19.html' title='- SOLEDAD -'/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sjwrjo4nTkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PaauXLziiok/s72-c/pawli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-8772617595018708567</id><published>2009-06-19T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:20:34.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- SOLEDAD -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SjwrOj8M5MI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Qrc4dTs6R40/s1600-h/pawli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349197986575213762" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SjwrOj8M5MI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Qrc4dTs6R40/s400/pawli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-8772617595018708567?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8772617595018708567/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/soledad.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/8772617595018708567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/8772617595018708567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/soledad.html' title='- SOLEDAD -'/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SjwrOj8M5MI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Qrc4dTs6R40/s72-c/pawli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-5492870316166616041</id><published>2009-06-18T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:15:30.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si para recobrar lo recobrado&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;strong&gt;fue necesario perder lo perdido&lt;/strong&gt; . &lt;strong&gt;Si para conseguir lo conseguido&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;strong&gt;tuve qe soportar lo soportado&lt;/strong&gt; . &lt;strong&gt;Si para estar ahora enamorada&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;strong&gt;fue mi espera haber estado herida&lt;/strong&gt; .Tengo por &lt;strong&gt;bien sufrido lo sufrido&lt;/strong&gt; , tengo por &lt;strong&gt;bien llorado lo llorado&lt;/strong&gt; . Porqe después de todo &lt;strong&gt;he comprobado&lt;/strong&gt; , qe &lt;strong&gt;no se goza bien de lo gozado&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;strong&gt;sino después de haberlo padecido&lt;/strong&gt; . Porqe después de todo &lt;strong&gt;he comprendido&lt;/strong&gt; , qe lo qe el arbol tiene de florido , vive de lo qe tiene sepultado !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-5492870316166616041?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5492870316166616041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/si-para-recobrar-lo-recobrado-fue.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/5492870316166616041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/5492870316166616041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/si-para-recobrar-lo-recobrado-fue.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-6875574529270809921</id><published>2009-06-18T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:59:54.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aii amor&lt;/span&gt; , qe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;despierta a las piedras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , aii amor , &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;tan necesario como el sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , cuando llamas estoi , a la hora qe tú digas voi .. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tantas veces nos qitas la pena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;como tantas es amargo tu sabor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .. Aii amor , &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;del jardín yerbabuena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;como espina puede ser el desamor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . Cuando llamas estoi , a la hora qe tú digas voi .. Aii amor , qe despierta a las piedras , aii amor , qe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;derriba fronteras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .. Si fueras posible amarrar , tenerte siempre cerca , &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;poderte controlar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt; &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/5835018102042126069-6875574529270809921?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6875574529270809921/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/aii-amor-qe-despierta-las-piedras-aii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6875574529270809921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6875574529270809921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/aii-amor-qe-despierta-las-piedras-aii.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-8075077166374124910</id><published>2009-06-16T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:52:40.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;Suavecito &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me pusiste todo en su lugar&lt;/span&gt; , suavecito , &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;como un juego para armar&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;empezaste corrigiendo males al azar&lt;/span&gt; , como al barro el alfarero , como brisa de aguacero , &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;conqistaste&lt;/span&gt; .. Suavecito . &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Colocaste besos justamente en el lugar&lt;/span&gt; , cirugía para curar , las heridas qe dejó el pasado sin sanar , &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I en el caos de mi infierno , instalaste tu gobierno&lt;/span&gt; i arrasaste suavecito . &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Fuiste casi imperceptible&lt;/span&gt; , sin prisas de apoquito , &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;colocaste tu bandera inamovible&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/5835018102042126069-8075077166374124910?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8075077166374124910/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/suavecito-me-pusiste-todo-en-su-lugar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/8075077166374124910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/8075077166374124910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/suavecito-me-pusiste-todo-en-su-lugar.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-1813101646131972076</id><published>2009-06-16T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:41:46.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lo nuestro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , para empezar , no es de novela , ni de Romeos muriendo por Julietas , ni haremos de love story la secuela , &lt;strong&gt;ni somos de este circo marionetas&lt;/strong&gt; . Lo nuestro &lt;strong&gt;tiene un poco de desqite&lt;/strong&gt; , i no comparte fines de semana , &lt;strong&gt;lo nuestro se cocina al escondite , i se sirve de a dos sobre la cama&lt;/strong&gt; . Por hoi , &lt;strong&gt;déjame ser tu mujer perfecta&lt;/strong&gt; , mientras qe te aparece la indicada , para casarte busca una arquitecta , &lt;strong&gt;para hacer el amor&lt;/strong&gt; una desalmada . &lt;strong&gt;Lo nuestro no pregunta por futuros&lt;/strong&gt; , jamás llegué o me fui con equipaje , &lt;strong&gt;lo nuestro se sustenta en lo inseguro&lt;/strong&gt; , i no se ampara en celos ni chantajes . Ni tú , ni yo . Ni yo , ni tú , qeremos qe se contamine &lt;strong&gt;este amor qe sin permiso , durará hasta qe termine&lt;/strong&gt; . Ni tú , ni yo estamos para los modales , qe reqiere el protocolo de las páginas sociales . Ni tú , ni yo . Ni yo , ni tú , Me estás oyendo , &lt;strong&gt;inútil&lt;/strong&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;este amor , durará hasta qe tú qieras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;.. Lo nuestro es por salvaje verdadero , i no se ampara en códigos morales , lo nuestro es &lt;strong&gt;clandestino i tan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sincero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;qe no precisa abrir más sucursales . Jamás te amenace ojo por ojo , ni hago chantajes con lo qe dijiste , reinventas kamasutras a tu antojo , i nunca pregunté ¿dónde aprendiste? Ni tú , ni yo . Ni yo , ni tú , qeremos qe se contamine &lt;strong&gt;este amor qe sin permiso , durará hasta qe termine .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5835018102042126069-1813101646131972076?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1813101646131972076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/lo-nuestro-para-empezar-no-es-de-novela.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/1813101646131972076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/1813101646131972076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/lo-nuestro-para-empezar-no-es-de-novela.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-63953390750283811</id><published>2009-06-07T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:40:52.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Se&lt;/span&gt; qe a mi puerta ha llamado &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i esqe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;lo nuestro no tiene solucion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .. Si , ya lo veia venir , se qe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;la culpa no es tuya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , es de los dos , pero hai un bloqe de hielo entre tu i yo .. Si , ya lo veia venir , no es qe sea mala onda , pero te lo voi a decir , ya lo veia venir , de alguien me he enamorado i no hai mas cosa qe decir , ya lo veia venir i me basto &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;solo una noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , para besarnos en el coche , i yo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;me acorde de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , te juro qe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;no qeria hacerlo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; si , pero &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;al final te puse el cuerno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , si , ya lo veia venir , se qe me he portado mui mal i me encanto , ya no me llames , lo nuestro se acabo , si , es el amor juvenil , se qe te puse terror i desepcion , a mi me encanta sentir el descontrol , si , es el amor juvenil , se qe vas a decir qe soi de lo peor i qe soi un asco .. si , ya lo veia venir i me basto solo una noche , para besarnos en el coche , i yo me acorde de ti , te juro qe no qeria hacerlo si,y no me acorde de tite juro no queria acerlo pero al final te puse el cuerno , si , ya lo veia venir , i sabes qe lo nuestro no iba bien , no lo hagas mas dificil , dame un beso i dime adios , si lo pienso dos , tres veces , &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;me arrepiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , asi soi yo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&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/5835018102042126069-63953390750283811?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/63953390750283811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/se-qe-mi-puerta-ha-llamado-el-amor-i.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/63953390750283811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/63953390750283811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/se-qe-mi-puerta-ha-llamado-el-amor-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-6309200660028507127</id><published>2009-06-07T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:57:08.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qe &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;antiguo&lt;/span&gt; me parece qe pidas &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;algo serio de mi&lt;/span&gt; , ahora qe nos empezo a gustar , &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;te da miedo enamorarte perdida i locamente de mi&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sabiendo qe tmb me gustan las demas&lt;/span&gt; , no me da igual qe te sea indiferente , &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ya caeras en mis brazos&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;Insegura de repente , a dnd pensas qe podes ir , ahora qe nos acercabamos a algo , no me da igual qe te sea indiferente , ya caeras en mis brazos ..&lt;br /&gt;Desconfio de qe me entiendas de verdad , i &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;la verdad es qe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;te amo&lt;/span&gt; .. no me da igual qe te sea indiferente , &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ya caeras en mis brazos&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ya daras un paso en falso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5835018102042126069-6309200660028507127?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6309200660028507127/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/qe-antiguo-me-parece-qe-pidas-algo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6309200660028507127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6309200660028507127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/qe-antiguo-me-parece-qe-pidas-algo.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-2093849690245695524</id><published>2009-06-07T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:04:29.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me canse de toda esa gente , qe te &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;dice qe te adora&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;das la espalda i te ignora&lt;/span&gt; . Me compre unos cuantos amigos , un novio i un perro , los amigos i el novio se fueron , solo me qedo &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;el perro&lt;/span&gt; , qe &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;NO tiene prejuicios&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-2093849690245695524?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2093849690245695524/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/2093849690245695524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/2093849690245695524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-1556687829307438011</id><published>2009-06-04T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:54:44.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Es extraño cdo te encuentras mirando dsd afuera .. ahora stoi aqi , pero solo qiero star alla . No se porqe me deje creer qe los milagros pasan , ahora tengo qe fingir qe realmente no me importa . Pense qe eras mi cuento de hadas , un sueñoo mientras stoi dormidaa , un deseo qe se hace realidad , pero todos los demas sabian qe confundi mis sentimientos con la verdad , cdo eramos Tú i Yo .&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/5835018102042126069-1556687829307438011?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1556687829307438011/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/es-extrano-cdo-te-encuentras-mirando.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/1556687829307438011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/1556687829307438011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/es-extrano-cdo-te-encuentras-mirando.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-8688799518476175929</id><published>2009-06-04T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:25:36.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sig7ZLWG6II/AAAAAAAAAIs/3e7qpBh8TQo/s1600-h/PAW+1+post.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343586261603379330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sig7ZLWG6II/AAAAAAAAAIs/3e7qpBh8TQo/s400/PAW+1+post.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Soi de sueños de sed i piel , tan de miel , como de hiel , soi solo mujer .Por eso tòmame , ámame , sin temor alguno , no me veas como estrella , se ha cerrado el telón , acariciame , siente mi corazón .I solo tómame , ámame , sin temor alguno , qiero ser en tus brazos solo una mujer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;!&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/5835018102042126069-8688799518476175929?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8688799518476175929/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/soi-de-suenos-de-sed-i-piel-tan-de-miel.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/8688799518476175929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/8688799518476175929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/soi-de-suenos-de-sed-i-piel-tan-de-miel.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sig7ZLWG6II/AAAAAAAAAIs/3e7qpBh8TQo/s72-c/PAW+1+post.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-283845307324241656</id><published>2009-06-04T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:23:47.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Desde el quinto piso se ve la esperanza y la nostalgia , Los atardeceres tristes , y las noches de neón . Desde el quinto piso se ve mi fantasma persiguiéndome a mí misma , I se ve la gloria huyendo de los peatones sin destino . Desde el quinto piso pasan los días presurosos , La poesía de los locos y la amargura de los cuerdos . Cada día , pasan por la ventana como en el cine ,  Actores de la vida improvisando historias .. Yo no sé quién me mandó a ser testigo en la ventana , Cristal desconsolado , puerta al infinito , vendaval de personajes . Cuantas veces te vi pasar sin acercarme , Cuantas veces me viste ahí tan indefensa ,Detrás del lente qe vigila todo y se conforma . Yo te quiero descifrar mientras caminas , Agazapado como espía en mi escondite . Cuantas ganas de adherirme al entusiasmo de esos qe deambulan como sombrascon , destino a ningún lado . Yo te vi extender la mano , policía , I llevarte a tu bolsillo la mordida . Vi al político limpiando el beso que le diera aquella vieja indigente en la banqueta . Claro , muy claro vi pasar a el culpable de mis mil noches en vela con su cara de inocente . Quinto piso del destierro . Dame un ciento de papel si te es posible para hacer la crónica del barrio . Del país y de los sueños .Yo no quiero ir a otra parte , Aunque a veces compro el diario en la otra calle i apuro algún café . Siempre vuelvo a este lugar donde no hay nadie i construyo mi país entre nostalgias . Aquí vivo con el gris de la nostalgia mientras se pueda ,Quinto piso ..mi trinchera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&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/5835018102042126069-283845307324241656?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/283845307324241656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/desde-el-quinto-piso-se-ve-la-esperanza.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/283845307324241656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/283845307324241656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/06/desde-el-quinto-piso-se-ve-la-esperanza.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-4830660973037933135</id><published>2009-05-23T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:55:18.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShiaeME--gI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GlSo0n-M5NE/s1600-h/doc-31873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339187201676605954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShiaeME--gI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GlSo0n-M5NE/s320/doc-31873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Unos billetes para conocer el sabor de una cama compartida con damas sin nombre , con el fantasma de la virginidad , el ahorro perdio la dignidad ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;En la escuela me hablaban de colon y de las tablas de multiplicacion , pero no mencionaron como es que se &lt;strong&gt;hace el amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-4830660973037933135?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4830660973037933135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/unos-billetes-para-conocer-el-sabor-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/4830660973037933135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/4830660973037933135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/unos-billetes-para-conocer-el-sabor-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShiaeME--gI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GlSo0n-M5NE/s72-c/doc-31873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-6025371637995460293</id><published>2009-05-23T14:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:26:51.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShiGLzHAyQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ujUujlFAmhQ/s1600-h/amor-animal85.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339164895504025858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShiGLzHAyQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ujUujlFAmhQ/s320/amor-animal85.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/5835018102042126069-6025371637995460293?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6025371637995460293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6025371637995460293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6025371637995460293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShiGLzHAyQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ujUujlFAmhQ/s72-c/amor-animal85.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-2039437159392345349</id><published>2009-05-23T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:17:45.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhloKupoOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/busFZ_0u1nk/s1600-h/PAW+post....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339129098996916450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhloKupoOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/busFZ_0u1nk/s320/PAW+post....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Descubri qe&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;el amor es una hipotesis inconclusa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. sé qe tienen una idea , pero sigue difusa ..No se como hacen los poetas para encontrar sus musas .. &lt;strong&gt;aqi el hombre es el qe tiene mujeres y vida de tormenta , sn saber qe hombre es el qe tiene una y la mantiene contenta ! &lt;/strong&gt;Del otro lado del sol &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ai un mundo en decadencia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. no es casualidad qe &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tierra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rime con &lt;strong&gt;guerra &lt;/strong&gt;..Del otro lado del sol ai un mundo en decadencia .. no es casualidad qe humano rime con tirano .. A veces Dios le da &lt;strong&gt;pan&lt;/strong&gt; , precisamente al qe &lt;strong&gt;no tiene dientes&lt;/strong&gt; , para qe &lt;strong&gt;tu peor castigo&lt;/strong&gt; , sea &lt;strong&gt;el día qe te arrepientes !&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/5835018102042126069-2039437159392345349?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2039437159392345349/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/descubri-qe-el-amor-es-una-hipotesis.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/2039437159392345349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/2039437159392345349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/descubri-qe-el-amor-es-una-hipotesis.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhloKupoOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/busFZ_0u1nk/s72-c/PAW+post....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-4259699493857860564</id><published>2009-05-23T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:03:32.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhkmYdFx6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gmTYAK7LqrM/s1600-h/paw+corazon+post.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339127968809994146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhkmYdFx6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gmTYAK7LqrM/s320/paw+corazon+post.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Porqe hasta oi he sido solo algo qe llena la nada , o qizas solo el juguete predilecto de algun niño extratarrestre qe juega conmigo .Oi es un buen dia para empezar , qe mas da lo qe fue frente a lo qe vendra .. tirar los rencores en algun lugar , qe de tanto acumularse , me van a reventar .Oi es un buen dia para olvidar , todas aqellas cosas qe me hicieron llorar .. I dejarlas atras , lo mejor sera empezar .&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/5835018102042126069-4259699493857860564?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4259699493857860564/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/porqe-hasta-oi-he-sido-solo-algo-qe.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/4259699493857860564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/4259699493857860564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/porqe-hasta-oi-he-sido-solo-algo-qe.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhkmYdFx6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gmTYAK7LqrM/s72-c/paw+corazon+post.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-1641247818447764782</id><published>2009-05-23T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:09:23.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;· Le faltare el respeto al destino , Le sacare la lengua al pasado ·&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Sueño con qitarle a la vida ese tono gris qe se parece a la muerte , voi i me meto a la ducha para ver si el jabon me lava la mala suerte . &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qiero olvidarme de todo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , qiero cambiarme hasta el nombre . Qiero olvidarme de todo lo qe dejo una huella marcada .&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No hai un mal qe dure cien años&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , ni ai &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;idiota&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; qe lo soporte .&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ai alguien sperando por mi en cualqier sitio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , con cosas nuevas para ofreser , con mil locuras dispuestas todas a realizar lo irrealizable .. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tengo mucha vida por delante :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Trato de pegarle &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un borron a todo lo qe en su tiempo me robo una sonrisa&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, qiero recuperar el ritmo i ya no acelerarme cn estupidas prisas !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-1641247818447764782?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1641247818447764782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/le-faltare-el-respeto-al-destino-le.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/1641247818447764782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/1641247818447764782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/le-faltare-el-respeto-al-destino-le.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-8937196418869467928</id><published>2009-05-23T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T13:40:20.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS !&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/5835018102042126069-8937196418869467928?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8937196418869467928/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/feliz-cumpleanos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/8937196418869467928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/8937196418869467928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/feliz-cumpleanos.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-7573526837380144681</id><published>2009-05-23T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T13:38:06.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- con tal de dibujarte en el rostro una sonrisa -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Una &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mentira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;qe te haga &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feliz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , vale mas qe una verdad qe te amargue la vidaa .. Una mentira hará crecer mi nariz , a cambio de libertad i de aferrarte a mi vida .. Qe hago para qe me entiendas , qe si miento es xqe nunca creerias , qe en el sitio donde ste , siempre stare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pensando en ti :)&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/5835018102042126069-7573526837380144681?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7573526837380144681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/con-tal-de-dibujarte-en-el-rostro-una.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/7573526837380144681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/7573526837380144681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/con-tal-de-dibujarte-en-el-rostro-una.html' title='- con tal de dibujarte en el rostro una sonrisa -'/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-6288932237909790489</id><published>2009-05-01T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:45:08.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SfttWITWUAI/AAAAAAAAADg/GOxq0kHCaF8/s1600-h/2265916388_c9dbb580f0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330974810876301314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SfttWITWUAI/AAAAAAAAADg/GOxq0kHCaF8/s320/2265916388_c9dbb580f0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Amiga mia , lo se , solo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;vives por el&lt;/span&gt; , qe lo sabe tmb .. pero el no te ve cm yo suplicarle a mi boca , qe diga qe lo ah confesado entre copas .. qe &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;es con tu piel con qien sueña de noche&lt;/span&gt; i qe enloqece con cada boton qe te desabrochas pensando en sus manos .. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;el no te ha visto temblar esperando , una palabra , algun gesto , un abraso .. el no te ve cm yo suspirando .. cn los ojitos abiertos de par en par , escucharme nombrale ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;aii amiga mia , lo se i el tmb .&lt;br /&gt;Amiga mia , no se qe decir ni qe hacer para &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;verte feliz&lt;/span&gt; , ojala pudiera &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;mandar en el alma&lt;/span&gt; ii en la libertad qe es lo qe a el le hace faltaa , llenarte los bolsillos de guerras ganadas , de sueños , de ilusiones renovadas .. &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/5835018102042126069-6288932237909790489?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6288932237909790489/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/amiga-mia-lo-se-solo-vives-por-el-qe-lo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6288932237909790489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6288932237909790489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/amiga-mia-lo-se-solo-vives-por-el-qe-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SfttWITWUAI/AAAAAAAAADg/GOxq0kHCaF8/s72-c/2265916388_c9dbb580f0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-7437109156786918993</id><published>2009-05-01T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T12:59:04.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SftTjVCTrOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bSRfXDvc7dc/s1600-h/1234864462352_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330946450330463458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SftTjVCTrOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bSRfXDvc7dc/s320/1234864462352_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Juraba qe &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;conociia la melodiia qe te oii cantaar&lt;/span&gt; ii &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;cdo reiistee me hiciiste sentiir qe podiia cantar contiigoo&lt;/span&gt; ,, pero entonces &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;me cambiiaste la letraa&lt;/span&gt; .. ahora mii corazoon sta vaciio ,, solo me qeda lo qe fuee ii una vez hubo de una canciion . &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ahoraa se qe no eres un cuento de hadaas ii los sueñoos se hiciieron para dormiir&lt;/span&gt; ii &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;los deseos no se hacen realiidad&lt;/span&gt; ,, porqe hasta yo &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;see qe confundii miis sentiimiientos con la verdad&lt;/span&gt; .. porqee me gusto la viista cdo eramoos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tu ii yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-7437109156786918993?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7437109156786918993/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/juraba-qe-conociia-la-melodiia-qe-te.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/7437109156786918993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/7437109156786918993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/juraba-qe-conociia-la-melodiia-qe-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SftTjVCTrOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bSRfXDvc7dc/s72-c/1234864462352_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-9189867238975187497</id><published>2009-04-30T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:52:29.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuando entendes qe en la viida todoo tiiene sentiido , solo tenes qe dejartte llevar .. La viida es como un riio , avanza siiempre en la miisma direcciion , podes nadar contra la corriiente hasta agotartte , pero el riio se va a encargar solo de llevartte asiia donde debas iir ..La viida no da a elegiir , te ponee en un lugar ii en un tiiempoo .. el desafiio es aceptar como viiene la manoo ii a partiir de ahii avanzar .. Todo tiiene un sentiidoo mall qe te pesee .. Todo forma partte de un gran cuentto qe se staa scriibiiendo permanentementte , ii asii pasan las cosas de manera mas miisteriiosaa ..Por mas qe hagas de todoo , lo qe deba ser seraa ..Todoo tiiene un sentiidoo , aunqe no siiempre entiiendas cual es .. *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-9189867238975187497?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/9189867238975187497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/cuando-entendes-qe-en-la-viida-todoo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/9189867238975187497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/9189867238975187497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/cuando-entendes-qe-en-la-viida-todoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-3591164222512610328</id><published>2009-04-30T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:05:40.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SfqCO-RmKmI/AAAAAAAAACI/rclre2vPYpg/s1600-h/love_beso_cuello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330716302692985442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SfqCO-RmKmI/AAAAAAAAACI/rclre2vPYpg/s320/love_beso_cuello.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoi aqi , &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;amamee&lt;/span&gt; .. te dare &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;besos faciles&lt;/span&gt; .. Eres tu , yo lo se , todo lo qe sere .. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tu i yo&lt;/span&gt; , viviendonos , somos dos , un solo corazon .. es por ti qe yo escribi esta cancion ..&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/5835018102042126069-3591164222512610328?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3591164222512610328/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/stoi-aqi-amamee.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/3591164222512610328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/3591164222512610328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/stoi-aqi-amamee.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/SfqCO-RmKmI/AAAAAAAAACI/rclre2vPYpg/s72-c/love_beso_cuello.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-7686659571083977978</id><published>2009-04-30T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:51:35.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp_Z_2lTRI/AAAAAAAAACA/X0rHQueebyU/s1600-h/coraz%25C3%25B3n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330713193560231186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp_Z_2lTRI/AAAAAAAAACA/X0rHQueebyU/s320/coraz%25C3%25B3n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- TODO EN EL AMOR ES TRISTE , MAS TRISTE I TODO ES LO MEJOR QE EXISTE -&lt;br /&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/5835018102042126069-7686659571083977978?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7686659571083977978/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/todo-en-el-amor-es-triste-mas-triste-i.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/7686659571083977978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/7686659571083977978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/todo-en-el-amor-es-triste-mas-triste-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp_Z_2lTRI/AAAAAAAAACA/X0rHQueebyU/s72-c/coraz%25C3%25B3n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-7519366862874573294</id><published>2009-04-30T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:44:47.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;~Eres todo lo qe pediia , lo qe mii alma vaciia qeriia sentiir .. Eres lo qe tanto sperabaa , lo qe en sueños buscaba ii qe en tii descubrii .. Tu has llegado a encender cada parte de mii alma , cada espaciio de ser .. Ya no tengo corazon , nii ojos para nadiie .. Solo para tii ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp-CIJbNaI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4Se14TFWATI/s1600-h/a9ricardo-arjona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330711683958257058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp-CIJbNaI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4Se14TFWATI/s320/a9ricardo-arjona.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-7519366862874573294?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7519366862874573294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/eres-todo-lo-qe-pediia-lo-qe-mii-alma.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/7519366862874573294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/7519366862874573294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/eres-todo-lo-qe-pediia-lo-qe-mii-alma.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp-CIJbNaI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4Se14TFWATI/s72-c/a9ricardo-arjona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-8578549624188753207</id><published>2009-04-30T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:32:32.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp6UXXr0fI/AAAAAAAAABw/8Os_MSNpeaQ/s1600-h/pawW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330707599235731954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp6UXXr0fI/AAAAAAAAABw/8Os_MSNpeaQ/s320/pawW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Cuando stas conmiigo , se llena mii corazon , tiiene sentiido la viida ii el mundo es una Ilusiion ;Cuando stas conmiigo la noche tiiene color ii un beso es sufiiciente para entender el amor -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-8578549624188753207?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8578549624188753207/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/cuando-stas-conmiigo-se-llena-mii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/8578549624188753207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/8578549624188753207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/cuando-stas-conmiigo-se-llena-mii.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp6UXXr0fI/AAAAAAAAABw/8Os_MSNpeaQ/s72-c/pawW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-2756561831492251750</id><published>2009-04-30T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:26:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp5Kh42o4I/AAAAAAAAABo/oOR92kzZPjE/s1600-h/lunaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330706330748887938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp5Kh42o4I/AAAAAAAAABo/oOR92kzZPjE/s320/lunaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Habia una vez en una calle vacia de un peqeño pueblo , una bella i magica caja musical i dentro vivia una niña , mui linda pero mui sola i todos los dias i las noches se sentaba en su pedestal i soñaba cn el momento en qe alguien la encontrara , alguien qe tuviera la llave de aqella caja musical , i pensaba - Alguien me verá bailar por siempre .. ii qiza, solo qiiza, ese alguiien será mii VERDADERO AMOR ii encontrará la manera dee liberarme ii de mostrarme el mundo enttero, ii qiza, solo qiiza, viviremos FELICES PARA SIEMPRE ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-2756561831492251750?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2756561831492251750/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/habia-una-vez-en-una-calle-vacia-de-un.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/2756561831492251750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/2756561831492251750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/habia-una-vez-en-una-calle-vacia-de-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp5Kh42o4I/AAAAAAAAABo/oOR92kzZPjE/s72-c/lunaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-6569442643395299082</id><published>2009-04-30T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:32:57.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp4mvC-lDI/AAAAAAAAABg/C6Qrk75dddk/s1600-h/PAWW+46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330705715805721650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp4mvC-lDI/AAAAAAAAABg/C6Qrk75dddk/s320/PAWW+46.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Pasaran mas de miil años , muchos mas .. yo no se sii tenga amor la eterniidad , pero alla tal como aqii , en la boca llevaras sabor a mii -&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/5835018102042126069-6569442643395299082?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6569442643395299082/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/pasaran-mas-de-miil-anos-muchos-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6569442643395299082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6569442643395299082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/pasaran-mas-de-miil-anos-muchos-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp4mvC-lDI/AAAAAAAAABg/C6Qrk75dddk/s72-c/PAWW+46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-6804098607900262036</id><published>2009-04-30T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:31:59.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp35XnonvI/AAAAAAAAABY/YxrHkWWr75Q/s1600-h/PAW+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330704936422907634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp35XnonvI/AAAAAAAAABY/YxrHkWWr75Q/s320/PAW+25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Dii lo qe siientas , has lo qe piiensas , da lo qe tengas ii no te arrepiientas .. ii sii no llega lo qe sperabas , no te conformes .. Jamas te detengas .. -&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/5835018102042126069-6804098607900262036?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6804098607900262036/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/dii-lo-qe-siientas-has-lo-qe-piiensas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6804098607900262036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/6804098607900262036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/dii-lo-qe-siientas-has-lo-qe-piiensas.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp35XnonvI/AAAAAAAAABY/YxrHkWWr75Q/s72-c/PAW+25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-7552785610804939503</id><published>2009-04-30T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:16:16.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp3EIb1Q4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/dlmYbtc_gxk/s1600-h/PAW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330704021813805954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp3EIb1Q4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/dlmYbtc_gxk/s320/PAW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;- Mi proa , mi timon , mi timotel , mi barco i todo .. mi mar , mi ancla , mi arena i mi caña de pescar .. mi brujula i mi norte , mi puerto i mi soporte .. mis velas i mis redes , mi pesca i mi muellle .. mi dramamina pal mareo , mi capitan i mi tripulacion .. Qe mas puede pedir el corazon ?Tu , mi piano , mi papel , mi tinta china , verso i todo .. mi mejor musa , mi guitarra i mis intentos de cancion .. mi alfabeto en español , mi mejor inspiracion , mis cuartetos , mis clavijas .. mis ideas sin valijas , mis cartas sin correo i sta historia merodeando la razon .. Qe mas puede pedir el corazon ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TU :: El teflon dnd resbalan mis problemas .. tu , mi paz i mi batalla , mi verdad i mi novela .. tu , mi vicio , mi adiccion , mi filosofia .. mi coherencia i mi locura ..mi desorden , mi armonía .. tu , mi remedio i mi mal ..la criptonita de este superman ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Tu .. mi semilla , mi jardin , mi jardinero , flor i todo .. mi mejor abono , mi hoja i tallo .. mi rama i mi raíz , mi sol , mi regadera .. mi agua i coladera , mi fertilización ..mi estambre tornasol , mi pólen , mi pistilo en celo ..mi lluvia , mi pétalo i botón ..Qe mas puede pedir el corazon ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TU :: El teflon dnd resbalan mis problemas .. tu , mi paz i mi batalla , mi verdad i mi novela .. tu , mi vicio , mi adiccion , mi filosofia .. mi coherencia i mi locura ..mi desorden , mi armonía .. tu , mi remedio i mi mal ..la criptonita de este superman .. &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/5835018102042126069-7552785610804939503?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7552785610804939503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/mi-proa-mi-timon-mi-timotel-mi-barco-i.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/7552785610804939503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/7552785610804939503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/mi-proa-mi-timon-mi-timotel-mi-barco-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp3EIb1Q4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/dlmYbtc_gxk/s72-c/PAW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-8334017769385028627</id><published>2009-04-30T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:10:58.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paw Savoy :)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp1-W0aV7I/AAAAAAAAABI/SKoecBbUaSU/s1600-h/yoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330702823084152754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp1-W0aV7I/AAAAAAAAABI/SKoecBbUaSU/s320/yoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- El azar es la metafora perfecta de qien le busca busca inspiracion a la tristeza , el destino es la cuartada sigilosa de qien lo pretende todo i nunca acierta .. Mientras el destino asoma su perfil , el presente se debate con la muerte como qien se juega el todo x el todo , cm una moneda puesta al viento , jugando siempre , apostando siempre .A cara o cruz ante la incrucijada , revisas las cosas qe pudieron pasar i qe se suspendieron por verlas girando en el viento .A cara o cruz te jugaste los besos , los sueños , el llanto i la cordura mortal de ignorar el futuro i escoger el amor de tu vida ..A cara o cruz , mientras en la ventana se escurre el tiempo , mientras la moneda da vueltas al viento .. Un beso te perfuma la existencia , hombre de corazon partido en dos , dime a cual mitad yo pertenezco .. · Lo qe para ti es tremenda incrucijada , para mi es amar a la insertidumbre ..· Lo qe parati es borron i cta nueva , para mi es un principio o un final ..Jugando siempre , apostando siempre , A cara o cruz ante la incrucijada revisas las cosas qe pudieron pasar i qe se suspendieron por verlas girando en el viento . A cara o cruz te jugaste los besos , los sueños , el llanto i la cordura mortal de ignorar el futuro i escoger al amor de tu vida ..A cara o cruz , mientras qe en la ventana se escurre el tiempo .&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/5835018102042126069-8334017769385028627?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8334017769385028627/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/el-azar-es-la-metafora-perfecta-de-qien_30.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/8334017769385028627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/8334017769385028627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/el-azar-es-la-metafora-perfecta-de-qien_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp1-W0aV7I/AAAAAAAAABI/SKoecBbUaSU/s72-c/yoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-738429667252088939</id><published>2009-04-30T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:06:39.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp08lmso6I/AAAAAAAAABA/9Zf_8jiXCNY/s1600-h/paw+51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330701693181797282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp08lmso6I/AAAAAAAAABA/9Zf_8jiXCNY/s320/paw+51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- El azar es la metafora perfecta de qien le busca busca inspiracion a la tristeza , el destino es la cuartada sigilosa de qien lo pretende todo i nunca acierta .. Mientras el destino asoma su perfil , el presente se debate con la muerte como qien se juega el todo x el todo , cm una moneda puesta al viento , jugando siempre , apostando siempre .A cara o cruz ante la incrucijada , revisas las cosas qe pudieron pasar i qe se suspendieron por verlas girando en el viento .A cara o cruz te jugaste los besos , los sueños , el llanto i la cordura mortal de ignorar el futuro i escoger el amor de tu vida ..A cara o cruz , mientras en la ventana se escurre el tiempo , mientras la moneda da vueltas al viento .. Un beso te perfuma la existencia , hombre de corazon partido en dos , dime a cual mitad yo pertenezco .. · Lo qe para ti es tremenda incrucijada , para mi es amar a la insertidumbre ..· Lo qe parati es borron i cta nueva , para mi es un principio o un final ..Jugando siempre , apostando siempre , A cara o cruz ante la incrucijada revisas las cosas qe pudieron pasar i qe se suspendieron por verlas girando en el viento . A cara o cruz te jugaste los besos , los sueños , el llanto i la cordura mortal de ignorar el futuro i escoger al amor de tu vida ..A cara o cruz , mientras qe en la ventana se escurre el tiempo .&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/5835018102042126069-738429667252088939?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/738429667252088939/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/el-azar-es-la-metafora-perfecta-de-qien.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/738429667252088939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/738429667252088939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/el-azar-es-la-metafora-perfecta-de-qien.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/Sfp08lmso6I/AAAAAAAAABA/9Zf_8jiXCNY/s72-c/paw+51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-4387891754918129893</id><published>2009-04-30T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:03:59.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- amarte a ti ♥ -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;- Amarte a ti no es lo mejor , lo tengo claro .. Habiendo tantas cosas por hacer menos traumaticas ; cm hallarle figuras a las nubes o no hacer nada . Amarte a ti no es lo mejor pero me gusta .. qizas stoi jugando cm siempre a la masoqista ..Amarte a ti no es lo mejor pero es perfecto , para encontrarle algun sentido a sta rutina , de ser por siempre solo una ciudadana , solo una mas ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Amarte a ti me hace sufrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; , qe buena suerte , para acordarme de qe existo i de qe siento , para tener en qe pensar todas las noches , para vivir .Amarte a ti es un veneno qe da vida , es una antorcha qe se enciende si se apaga ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Es lo sublime junto con lo idiota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;, es lo qe siento i a qien le importa ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amarte a ti es la verdad mas mentirosa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; , es lo mejor de lo peor qe me ha pasado , es la ruleta rusa por un beso , es lo de siempre improvisado .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Amarte a ti es un error dice una amiga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;, qe cree qe ser feliz es star libre , i se pierde del matiz qe da lo insierto , amarte a ti ; es la embajada de un instante en mi cerebro , es tmb haberte odiado un par de veces ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amarte a ti es un absurdo i lo sabemos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i asi sera mientras nos dure .&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/5835018102042126069-4387891754918129893?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4387891754918129893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/amarte-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/4387891754918129893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/4387891754918129893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/amarte-ti.html' title='- amarte a ti ♥ -'/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-2333637194412943691</id><published>2009-04-30T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:51:55.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Si te divierte verme i te gustan mis besos , i me ves cm la perfecta compañera de tertulias .. Si soi tu amiga cn derechos ,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;mientras te dure la parranda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;enamoraste de mi , sino de ti cdo stas conmigoo ..Yo pensando en futuro , tu en la rumba de sta noche ., si me qieres un poqito dimelo aunqe sea en faxx ., si te paresco divertida , pero en mi no piensas nunca .. no te enamoraste de mi , sino de ti cdo stas conmigo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- no te enamoraste de mi , asi como yo de ti -&lt;/span&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/5835018102042126069-2333637194412943691?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2333637194412943691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/2333637194412943691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/2333637194412943691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='♪'/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835018102042126069.post-14066081758737693</id><published>2009-04-30T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:42:10.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paw Savoy :)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- amarte a ti ♥ -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Amarte a ti no es lo mejor , lo tengo claro .. Habiendo tantas cosas por hacer menos traumaticas ; cm hallarle figuras a las nubes o no hacer nada . Amarte a ti no es lo mejor pero me gusta .. qizas stoi jugando cm siempre a la masoqista ..Amarte a ti no es lo mejor pero es perfecto , para encontrarle algun sentido a sta rutina , de ser por siempre solo una ciudadana , solo una mas ; Amarte a ti me hace sufrir , qe buena suerte , para acordarme de qe existo i de qe siento , para tener en qe pensar todas las noches , para vivir .Amarte a ti es un veneno qe da vida , es una antorcha qe se enciende si se apaga .. Es lo sublime junto con lo idiota , es lo qe siento i a qien le importa .. Amarte a ti es la verdad mas mentirosa , es lo mejor de lo peor qe me ha pasado , es la ruleta rusa por un beso , es lo de siempre improvisado .Amarte a ti es un error dice una amiga , qe cree qe ser feliz es star libre , i se pierde del matiz qe da lo insierto , amarte a ti ; es la embajada de un instante en mi cerebro , es tmb haberte odiado un par de veces ;amarte a ti es un absurdo i lo sabemos ..i asi sera mientras nos dure .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835018102042126069-14066081758737693?l=pawwsavoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/feeds/14066081758737693/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/amarte-ti-amarte-ti-no-es-lo-mejor-lo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/14066081758737693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835018102042126069/posts/default/14066081758737693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pawwsavoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/amarte-ti-amarte-ti-no-es-lo-mejor-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Paw Savoy :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18042659722539669948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nfw4iRJHkJw/ShhboLmD8EI/AAAAAAAAADo/G2SedbnYpPE/S220/PAW+POST+(L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
