<?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-20203241</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:18:23.810-03:00</updated><category term='frio'/><category term='alma'/><title type='text'>Cronicas del sueño de Aym</title><subtitle type='html'>¬.¬ Yo???? describir algo.......mmmmmm...déjenme pensar.....
¬_¬ se me ocurren unas ideas malvadas,, pero NOOOOOOO...
este blog no esta para eso,,
 sino para contar unas pequeñas historias......O.o...no mires asi !!!Fue lo único que se me ocurrrio¡¡¡....(^_^)
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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"solo estabas ahi ,frío &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu labios ya no susurraban mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿que es lo que hice para que partieras asi? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no te di el suficiente amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no te portegi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no te llore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que quieres que haga ahora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como quieres que respire sin ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sin ti soy solo un alma vaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sin color &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no existo no se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que quieres que haga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SgdnkQXfu6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/4Y-V0Z4-7_k/s72-c/1241342298401_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-1827315354132008641</id><published>2009-05-10T19:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:25:25.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sgdmu2wyPvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/4cx5_4sXssg/s1600-h/graphic,illustration-b79f9b1a32be8824391a605a1c0424b2_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334345238803791602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sgdmu2wyPvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/4cx5_4sXssg/s320/graphic,illustration-b79f9b1a32be8824391a605a1c0424b2_h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "estuve perdida en las memorias del tiempo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seguiste mi alma hasta ahora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pidiendome perdón &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;redimiendo tu daño&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu presencia siento a mi lado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero tus besos no probaré no es el tiempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el tiempo será después&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en otra vida ,en otro cuerpo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en otras manos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en otra piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esperame hasta entonces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;solo así podre amarte denuevo..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-1827315354132008641?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1827315354132008641/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=1827315354132008641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1827315354132008641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1827315354132008641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_6183.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sgdmu2wyPvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/4cx5_4sXssg/s72-c/graphic,illustration-b79f9b1a32be8824391a605a1c0424b2_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-6007600908285272316</id><published>2009-05-10T19:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:00:25.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SgdmZx6cVqI/AAAAAAAAAas/Mf3w52_8jnQ/s1600-h/animal,cute,baby,tiger,adorable,animals-d85d59b41033bc97ebd41768f3bf67c1_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334344876724868770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SgdmZx6cVqI/AAAAAAAAAas/Mf3w52_8jnQ/s320/animal,cute,baby,tiger,adorable,animals-d85d59b41033bc97ebd41768f3bf67c1_h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Los amigos los encuentras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;donde menos lo esperas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hasta una bestia tiene más&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;humanidad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que el ser humano...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tus manos son mi sostén&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tù corazón mi abrigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi querido amigo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-6007600908285272316?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6007600908285272316/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=6007600908285272316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6007600908285272316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6007600908285272316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SgdmZx6cVqI/AAAAAAAAAas/Mf3w52_8jnQ/s72-c/animal,cute,baby,tiger,adorable,animals-d85d59b41033bc97ebd41768f3bf67c1_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-3322625085999405277</id><published>2009-05-10T19:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:03:23.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SgdmG8LtSYI/AAAAAAAAAak/yLpN5h-BvFI/s1600-h/3091353176_c3d751fa2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334344553064122754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SgdmG8LtSYI/AAAAAAAAAak/yLpN5h-BvFI/s320/3091353176_c3d751fa2b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " La espera se hace fria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tú ya no estas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apareces en mis sueños y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi corazón se estremece una vez más&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mirando al horizonte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te desvaneces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu mirar se borra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y yo quedo aquí esperándote..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-3322625085999405277?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3322625085999405277/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=3322625085999405277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3322625085999405277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3322625085999405277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SgdmG8LtSYI/AAAAAAAAAak/yLpN5h-BvFI/s72-c/3091353176_c3d751fa2b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-1975741994904220628</id><published>2009-01-26T16:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:30:03.853-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nota 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;no se, tengo sueño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mis pies estan helados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mi cabello mojado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mi vista perdida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;y tu a mi lado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-1975741994904220628?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1975741994904220628/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=1975741994904220628&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1975741994904220628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1975741994904220628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2009/01/nota-5-no-se-tengo-sueo-mis-pies-estan.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-8264828074530881445</id><published>2009-01-23T17:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:45:51.325-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nota 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;las hojas se mueven con el viento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;un pequeño niño corre sobre en pasto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;me mira y sigue corriendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;pasa su madre pero no me ve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-8264828074530881445?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/8264828074530881445/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=8264828074530881445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/8264828074530881445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/8264828074530881445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2009/01/nota-4-las-hojas-se-mueven-con-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-9033749686685480582</id><published>2009-01-23T16:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:01:33.092-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nota 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;vi a un naufrago a personas que se miraban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;y se decian !malditas ratas¡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;habia puertas con rejas y personas amarillas disparando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tenian agendas repletas con sangre y musica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yo llevaba mi maleta y mi paso peligroso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;nadie se interpuso ni me miro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;dos rosas color pantera sugetaban mi cabello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;y personas amarillas siguen disparando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-9033749686685480582?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/9033749686685480582/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=9033749686685480582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/9033749686685480582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/9033749686685480582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2009/01/nota-3-vi-un-naufrago-personas-que-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-3523875735628555681</id><published>2009-01-23T16:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:00:39.146-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nota 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;no me agrada la musica que se escucha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hay mucho ruido motores gritos golpes risas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;que hago estoy aburrida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tirada en la cama miro al techo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;me soñe anoche creado esferas de fuego y aire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;rebotaban en las paredes una casi me quemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hay viento aun sigue el ruido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-3523875735628555681?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-472245726374477336</id><published>2009-01-23T16:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T16:58:34.859-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nota 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ella ahi tirada en el suelo en la entrada de mi pieza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;me mira con sus ojos vidriosos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;parece triste pero no habla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;la ignoro pero sus ojos me siguen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;esta cansada se va...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-472245726374477336?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/472245726374477336/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=472245726374477336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/472245726374477336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/472245726374477336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2009/01/nota-1-ella-ahi-tirada-en-el-suelo-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-6867249636957780462</id><published>2009-01-23T16:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T16:34:45.836-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;NOTAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;V.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/20203241-6867249636957780462?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6867249636957780462/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=6867249636957780462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6867249636957780462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6867249636957780462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2009/01/notas-v.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-588322344873320905</id><published>2009-01-02T13:36:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T20:46:11.760-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SV6nOEPln7I/AAAAAAAAAZc/NBVXk70c3hY/s1600-h/Balls02%25201024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286846872678670258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SV6nOEPln7I/AAAAAAAAAZc/NBVXk70c3hY/s320/Balls02%2525201024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;"Encerrada en una botella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;llore y llore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hasta ahogarme con mi melancolia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;todo alrededor era azul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;como el mar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;silencioso despues de una tormenta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;solitario"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-588322344873320905?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/588322344873320905/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=588322344873320905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/588322344873320905'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SG6ZHTvmRLI/AAAAAAAAASI/zADQJFVplsM/s1600-h/CALHK3ZR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219277369007031474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="155" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SG6ZHTvmRLI/AAAAAAAAASI/zADQJFVplsM/s320/CALHK3ZR.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Encontré una piedrita de forma de coazón&lt;br /&gt;alguien que no queria sentir la dejó&lt;br /&gt;a veces duele tanto que ya no es posible seguir&lt;br /&gt;asi que debes dejar lo que te causa dolor,&lt;br /&gt;porque si no las cicatrices duelen&lt;br /&gt;si esta roto lo pedazos te hacen recordar&lt;br /&gt;y si sangra tu dolor es eterno y cada vez&lt;br /&gt;te quedas sin ganas de vivir,&lt;br /&gt;¡de piedritas estan llenas los rios!&lt;br /&gt;cuanta gente dejó su corazón para poder&lt;br /&gt;seguir viviendo..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-4241395797853918604?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4241395797853918604/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=4241395797853918604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4241395797853918604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4241395797853918604'/><link rel='alternate' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SG6Xx7h7TYI/AAAAAAAAAR4/EZz51-qoX8Q/s1600-h/ANIME+TRISTE+PARKE[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219275902218358146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SG6Xx7h7TYI/AAAAAAAAAR4/EZz51-qoX8Q/s320/ANIME+TRISTE+PARKE%5B1%5D.JPG" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Estaba afuera parada en la lluvia&lt;br /&gt;esperando que todo pasara&lt;br /&gt;los gritos no cesaban, y su madre lloraba&lt;br /&gt;su hermano colgado en su cuarto,&lt;br /&gt;asi lo encontró, despues de que el&lt;br /&gt;le enviara un mensaje diciendole&lt;br /&gt;que la quería que era la mejor&lt;br /&gt;hermana del mundo&lt;br /&gt;el nunca hablaba de sus sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;no demostraba nada, ni siquiera dolor&lt;br /&gt;por eso le extraño que le dijera esas palabras&lt;br /&gt;ella le escribio, "tú igual eres el mejor&lt;br /&gt;hermano te quiero mucho..."&lt;br /&gt;pero el no alcanzó a leerlo&lt;br /&gt;aun así la abrazo bajo la lluvia&lt;br /&gt;mientras ella lloraba..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-2318124941172733250?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2318124941172733250/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=2318124941172733250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2318124941172733250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2318124941172733250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/07/estaba-afuera-parada-en-la-lluvia.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SG6Xx7h7TYI/AAAAAAAAAR4/EZz51-qoX8Q/s72-c/ANIME+TRISTE+PARKE%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-6494433026769973815</id><published>2008-05-26T21:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:43.438-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Cuando aprendi a matar...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtetRtWegI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jt7n9W1lhtw/s1600-h/matilda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204857926297483778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtetRtWegI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jt7n9W1lhtw/s320/matilda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/20203241-6494433026769973815?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6494433026769973815/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=6494433026769973815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6494433026769973815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6494433026769973815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/05/cuando-aprendi-matar.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtetRtWegI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jt7n9W1lhtw/s72-c/matilda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-7634416380365392608</id><published>2008-05-26T21:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:43.658-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtd6htWefI/AAAAAAAAARI/d0RYHILK0f0/s1600-h/1211555268_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204857054419122674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtd6htWefI/AAAAAAAAARI/d0RYHILK0f0/s320/1211555268_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"el alma que quiere escapar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-7634416380365392608?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7634416380365392608/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=7634416380365392608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/7634416380365392608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/7634416380365392608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/05/el-alma-que-quiere-escapar.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtd6htWefI/AAAAAAAAARI/d0RYHILK0f0/s72-c/1211555268_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-5081633879457831708</id><published>2008-05-26T21:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:44.058-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtdmBtWeeI/AAAAAAAAARA/2R0Li9lOsVM/s1600-h/1209745897_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204856702231804386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtdmBtWeeI/AAAAAAAAARA/2R0Li9lOsVM/s320/1209745897_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"El veneno del amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/20203241-5081633879457831708?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5081633879457831708/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=5081633879457831708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5081633879457831708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5081633879457831708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/05/el-veneno-del-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtdmBtWeeI/AAAAAAAAARA/2R0Li9lOsVM/s72-c/1209745897_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-5740243973499293766</id><published>2008-05-26T20:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:44.367-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtcgRtWedI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JUjxFnAwl6I/s1600-h/687474702f7370642e666f746f6c6f67732e6e65742f70686f746f2f34352f34332f32362f6372796f6e69636461726b2f313230363438363832365f662e6a7067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204855503935928786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtcgRtWedI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JUjxFnAwl6I/s320/687474702f7370642e666f746f6c6f67732e6e65742f70686f746f2f34352f34332f32362f6372796f6e69636461726b2f313230363438363832365f662e6a7067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "La venganza ese tibio elixir que recorre el alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nunca sabes si es suficiente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rozas el filo de la muerte y te ries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perdiste la razón,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero tu propósito es único &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y tu destino &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;inmortalizarte en la tumba de tus enemigos..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-5740243973499293766?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5740243973499293766/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=5740243973499293766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5740243973499293766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5740243973499293766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-venganza-ese-tibio-elixir-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtcgRtWedI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JUjxFnAwl6I/s72-c/687474702f7370642e666f746f6c6f67732e6e65742f70686f746f2f34352f34332f32362f6372796f6e69636461726b2f313230363438363832365f662e6a7067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-1281836352209333654</id><published>2008-05-26T20:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:44.542-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtcJxtWecI/AAAAAAAAAQw/woRp7bNaWro/s1600-h/00082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204855117388872130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtcJxtWecI/AAAAAAAAAQw/woRp7bNaWro/s320/00082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "la vida es ironica a veces..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-1281836352209333654?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1281836352209333654/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=1281836352209333654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1281836352209333654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1281836352209333654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-vida-es-hironica-veces.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/SDtcJxtWecI/AAAAAAAAAQw/woRp7bNaWro/s72-c/00082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-3722209948805214746</id><published>2008-03-27T21:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:03:02.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pronto volvere a publicar....por razonez dE estudio y trabajo no he podido, pero VOLVERE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-3722209948805214746?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3722209948805214746/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=3722209948805214746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3722209948805214746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3722209948805214746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/03/pronto-volvere-publicar.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-6744316983118724728</id><published>2008-03-27T20:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:44.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-w0mKTZWXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NZaM5FrDRUg/s1600-h/1195768935_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182575101401979250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-w0mKTZWXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NZaM5FrDRUg/s320/1195768935_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"No se fingir que no te quiero..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/20203241-6744316983118724728?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6744316983118724728/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=6744316983118724728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6744316983118724728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6744316983118724728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-se-fingir-que-no-te-quiero.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-w0mKTZWXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NZaM5FrDRUg/s72-c/1195768935_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-5618734604046990814</id><published>2008-03-27T20:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:44.928-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182574822229104994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-w0V6TZWWI/AAAAAAAAAQg/APgJyeXRVbk/s320/1196645382_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"La locura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;las paredes no se ven&lt;br /&gt;tú sonrisa solo veo&lt;br /&gt;ya no hay recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;la ira es solo uno de sus caminos&lt;br /&gt;avanzas por un corredor que no termina&lt;br /&gt;no hay luz&lt;br /&gt;solo viento&lt;br /&gt;solo ruido&lt;br /&gt;gritos que me apuñalan no son de hierro&lt;br /&gt;no me ven&lt;br /&gt;ya no soy&lt;br /&gt;no puedo entrar ¿por que?..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-5618734604046990814?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5618734604046990814/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=5618734604046990814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5618734604046990814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5618734604046990814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/03/la-locura.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-w0V6TZWWI/AAAAAAAAAQg/APgJyeXRVbk/s72-c/1196645382_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-3257227118994358799</id><published>2008-03-27T20:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:45.392-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-wzNqTZWVI/AAAAAAAAAQY/bPh2-Zsjg_o/s1600-h/1199061070_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182573580983556434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-wzNqTZWVI/AAAAAAAAAQY/bPh2-Zsjg_o/s320/1199061070_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "La destrucción de tu angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;es necesaria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para que tu sangre libere a todos,&lt;br /&gt;tu sacrificio nacio contigo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuando abriste por primera vez tus ojos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estos ya estaban muertos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el elixir de tu alma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;es el alimento de las ninfas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;solo ellas nos protegerán&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿Aún deseas enunciar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ves como mueren por ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la eternidad es tu recompensa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero tu vida es nuestra salvación..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-3257227118994358799?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3257227118994358799/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=3257227118994358799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3257227118994358799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3257227118994358799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/03/la-destruccion-del-angel.html' 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-wyUKTZWUI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/WqiHiooBHEU/s320/1202935969_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/20203241-6258246466784658315?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6258246466784658315/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=6258246466784658315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6258246466784658315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-8164212027859659385</id><published>2008-03-27T20:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:46.042-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-wxe6TZWSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mCBkNrNa1Yw/s1600-h/1201033492_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182571678313044258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" height="265" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-wxe6TZWSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mCBkNrNa1Yw/s320/1201033492_f.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Al escuchar tu voz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mi alma se afloja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mi corazón late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuando tú me provocas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;despertaste todo en mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lo que ya había olvidado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me hiciste soñar otra vez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;creaste una ilusión que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;espero no se rompa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como antes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se rompio mi corazón,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu deseo quiero sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en mi cuerpo un vez más..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/20203241-8164212027859659385?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/8164212027859659385/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=8164212027859659385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/8164212027859659385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/8164212027859659385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-wxe6TZWSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mCBkNrNa1Yw/s72-c/1201033492_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-5888831099077524802</id><published>2008-03-27T20:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:46.285-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-wxCaTZWRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/StVimVj8KZ0/s1600-h/1206569796_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182571188686772498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-wxCaTZWRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/StVimVj8KZ0/s320/1206569796_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Que hago mi vida si esta lejos de mi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la pasión me consume y el amor me detruye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que hago sin ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no puedo respirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no quiero que te vallas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no soporto el que la muerte me separe de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sin probar tus besos tus caricias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sin un respiro tuyo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu caricias las borraría el tiempo de mi piel si te fueras &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lucha por mi que quiero verte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no tengas miedo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yo nunca te abandonaré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no te dejare partir aunque con ello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deba morir primero..."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-5888831099077524802?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5888831099077524802/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=5888831099077524802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5888831099077524802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5888831099077524802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R-wxCaTZWRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/StVimVj8KZ0/s72-c/1206569796_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-5412541253945606875</id><published>2008-01-28T23:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:46.396-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R56V5BMdwGI/AAAAAAAAAOA/lQ3OaHC4Rxk/s1600-h/1199566684_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160727029818966114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R56V5BMdwGI/AAAAAAAAAOA/lQ3OaHC4Rxk/s320/1199566684_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Su espíritu no soportaba las cadenas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de los envidiosos de su condición,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nadie podía gobernarla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ni hacerla su prisionera,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;al crecer supo conducir a su pueblo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nadie goberno como ella,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;derrotó a los mejores guerreros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y su imperio se esparció por todo lugar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;su justa inteligencia mantuvo a todos en el lugar adecuado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hasta la llegada de su muerte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que fue el derrumbe de toda una civilización,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya corrompida toda alma por culpa del tiempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nadie pudo gobernar como ella,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la justa y noble reina de las estrellas..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-5412541253945606875?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5412541253945606875/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=5412541253945606875&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5412541253945606875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5412541253945606875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/01/su-espritu-no-soportaba-las-cadenas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R56V5BMdwGI/AAAAAAAAAOA/lQ3OaHC4Rxk/s72-c/1199566684_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-4287775638041463379</id><published>2008-01-28T23:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:46.543-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R56M5RMdwFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_pbXxHu_Dys/s1600-h/Water_flame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160717138509283410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R56M5RMdwFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_pbXxHu_Dys/s320/Water_flame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Cuando las almas se agitan me vuelvo tormenta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuando llueve soy tu sombra,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tú vida miro desde la oscuridad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no quiero que llores vida mía,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no derrames tus lágrimas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por quienes no vale,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la sonrisa en tus labios de carmín debe iluminar tu rostro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no esa fría sombra de melacolía,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sabre decirte que camino debes tomar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para que tú corazón quede intacto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de las espinas que te atormentan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;debes resurgir de la tristeza &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para que tú hermoso ser no perezca amor mío..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/20203241-4287775638041463379?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4287775638041463379/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=4287775638041463379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4287775638041463379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4287775638041463379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/01/cuando-las-almas-se-agitan-me-vuelvo.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R56M5RMdwFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_pbXxHu_Dys/s72-c/Water_flame.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-4121072953411921522</id><published>2008-01-28T22:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:46.777-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R56JlhMdwEI/AAAAAAAAANw/nxQr4kci8bY/s1600-h/headerlaviedansrouge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160713500671983682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R56JlhMdwEI/AAAAAAAAANw/nxQr4kci8bY/s320/headerlaviedansrouge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "He firmado mi sentencia de muerte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el mundo ya no me necesita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¡para que seguir aqui!,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tener una agonía &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;será la oportunidad para dejar pulcra mi alma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi corazón dejo en tu entrada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para que crezcan rosas para ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi silencio es lo único que les dejaré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para callar las voces del sarcasmo y la apatía&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no quiero lagrimás ya me ahogue en las mías&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como para necesitar las tuyas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me despido amargamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por que es lo único que me dejo la vida..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-4121072953411921522?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4121072953411921522/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=4121072953411921522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4121072953411921522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4121072953411921522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/01/he-firmado-mi-sentencia-de-muerte-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R56JlhMdwEI/AAAAAAAAANw/nxQr4kci8bY/s72-c/headerlaviedansrouge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-5394004740015457852</id><published>2008-01-28T22:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:47.086-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R56HZBMdwDI/AAAAAAAAANo/AXRQtIGl1VM/s1600-h/1201293563_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160711086900363314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R56HZBMdwDI/AAAAAAAAANo/AXRQtIGl1VM/s320/1201293563_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Mis manos son las manos de Dios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mis voz es la voz de Dios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tú no me puedes destruir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;con mi mirada te veceré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;los hilos de la vida cortare de tu telar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y tu alma ya no sera más tuya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sino de las tinieblas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu morada eterna y fría..."&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/20203241-5394004740015457852?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5394004740015457852/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=5394004740015457852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5394004740015457852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5394004740015457852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2008/01/mis-manos-son-las-manos-de-dios-mis-voz.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R56HZBMdwDI/AAAAAAAAANo/AXRQtIGl1VM/s72-c/1201293563_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-6650840520667195701</id><published>2007-12-23T23:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:47.408-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R7iL6RsRqfI/AAAAAAAAAPg/YsNO6WL9aAQ/s1600-h/1201898751_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168034405705427442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R7iL6RsRqfI/AAAAAAAAAPg/YsNO6WL9aAQ/s320/1201898751_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Lo que pienso y lo que no,&lt;br /&gt;ese rayito de luz entre las nubes,&lt;br /&gt;esa vela que se prende por una idea...&lt;br /&gt;cuantas cosas no he escrito por no tener un lápiz a mano,&lt;br /&gt;cuantos buenos pensamientos se me han escapado,&lt;br /&gt;las luces de las ideas que se han extinguido,&lt;br /&gt;pensamientos si resguardo que deje volar,&lt;br /&gt;esos instantes en que fui, una filósofa,&lt;br /&gt;una idealista, una vagabunda del pensamiento...&lt;br /&gt;ya no quiero perder, un instante más y aunque mis pensamientos no tengan ortografía,&lt;br /&gt;seré escritora y poeta..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-6650840520667195701?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6650840520667195701/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=6650840520667195701&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6650840520667195701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6650840520667195701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/12/lo-que-pienso-y-lo-que-no-ese-rayito-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R7iL6RsRqfI/AAAAAAAAAPg/YsNO6WL9aAQ/s72-c/1201898751_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-7259458777157083794</id><published>2007-11-06T20:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:26:19.617-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>muchas pruebas&lt;br /&gt;muchos trabajos&lt;br /&gt;mente descansando.........&lt;br /&gt;por ahora no hay actualizacion hasta fin de mes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-7259458777157083794?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7259458777157083794/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=7259458777157083794&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/7259458777157083794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/7259458777157083794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/11/muchas-pruebas-muchos-trabajos-mente.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-5855365796632763872</id><published>2007-10-12T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:47.820-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RxAKjEQ3_kI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3YAMqK26Jpg/s1600-h/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120604373876473410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="235" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RxAKjEQ3_kI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3YAMqK26Jpg/s320/angel.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Que los angeles cuiden america......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo no se que tiene de celebracion el descubrimiento de america,&lt;br /&gt;si solo se trajo hambre pestes pobreza muerte a esta tierra&lt;br /&gt;deberia ser un luto por todos los hermanos indigenas que tuvieron que morir&lt;br /&gt;por la ambicion de los conquistadoresa cristobal colon no hay nada que agradecerle solo trajo muerte&lt;br /&gt;a los que hay que festejar es a esos que lucharon por la libertad de su tierra&lt;br /&gt;a los indigenas , que de tontos he ignorantes no tenian nada&lt;br /&gt;a esos que les mataron a su gente, a los que lucharon con tezon y braviamente&lt;br /&gt;a los que si querian realmente la madre naturaleza&lt;br /&gt;a todos los indigenas de america entera&lt;br /&gt;este dia es de su guerra el dia en que murio america a manos de los conquistadores esos supuestos, hombres cultos, de buenos modales "civilizados"que mataron sin piedan a hombres mujeres y niños con una crueldad que solo la tiene el ser humano.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo no festejo solo estoy de luto..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-5855365796632763872?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5855365796632763872/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=5855365796632763872&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5855365796632763872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5855365796632763872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/10/que-los-angeles-cuiden-america.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RxAKjEQ3_kI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3YAMqK26Jpg/s72-c/angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-2945775883775495671</id><published>2007-10-05T21:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:47.991-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168495899941382658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R7ovoxsRqgI/AAAAAAAAAPs/XYi-YChKYTw/s320/1202188841_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Caerás y caerás cada día más&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; tu alma está en el purgatorio &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pagando lo que me hiciste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; y te lo recordaré por siempre... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mis gritos rebotaban en las paredes mi sangre corría por tus manos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; fui tu amor y aún así quiste matarme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ahora pagas tu mi suplicio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; por que tu amor tenía que dolerme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; tus besos suave nectar solo son ahora un monton de espinas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; tu calida mirada se volvio fría&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; pagaras el no haberme amado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; el hacerme sufrir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; tu mi dulce tormento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; serás ahora mi prisionero..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-2945775883775495671?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2945775883775495671/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=2945775883775495671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2945775883775495671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2945775883775495671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/10/caers-y-caers-cada-da-ms-tu-alma-est-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/R7ovoxsRqgI/AAAAAAAAAPs/XYi-YChKYTw/s72-c/1202188841_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-1231233553528975263</id><published>2007-08-31T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:48.105-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rti7T2Dv-eI/AAAAAAAAAMk/rdVVNx_ECzk/s1600-h/Crying%2520Tasuki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105036127227607522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rti7T2Dv-eI/AAAAAAAAAMk/rdVVNx_ECzk/s320/Crying%2520Tasuki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"¿Que hay detras de una lágrima?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hay un corazón roto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;una alma en pena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;una voz que no grita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;un pie al borde de un precipicio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;un cuchillo que hiere la piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;las letras de un adiós....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;un querer que se va...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-1231233553528975263?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1231233553528975263/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=1231233553528975263&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1231233553528975263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1231233553528975263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/08/que-hay-detras-de-una-lgrima-hay-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rti7T2Dv-eI/AAAAAAAAAMk/rdVVNx_ECzk/s72-c/Crying%2520Tasuki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-8857390201089882957</id><published>2007-08-16T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:48.295-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsUDZWDv-dI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jvH6yoVf-dQ/s1600-h/Fragility___reWorked_by_extremetak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099485887019874770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="238" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsUDZWDv-dI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jvH6yoVf-dQ/s320/Fragility___reWorked_by_extremetak.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "La fragilidad corría por sus venas &lt;div align="center"&gt;al nacer no lloró&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;su corazón solo susurraba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;creció como una pieza de cristal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sus manos solo tocaban suaves melodías&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el día de su muerte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;las flores gritaron de angustia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;derramaron su sangre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para forjar su tumba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el día fue niebla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la luz se eclipsó&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;un ángel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;volvió al cielo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y ya nunca más volvió..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/20203241-8857390201089882957?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/8857390201089882957/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=8857390201089882957&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/8857390201089882957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/8857390201089882957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/08/la-fragilidad-corra-por-sus-venas-al.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsUDZWDv-dI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jvH6yoVf-dQ/s72-c/Fragility___reWorked_by_extremetak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-9161634391954188795</id><published>2007-08-16T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:48.544-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsUASWDv-cI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OsFknaOB4BY/s1600-h/tu_grito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099482468225907138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="238" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsUASWDv-cI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OsFknaOB4BY/s320/tu_grito.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Por más que grites  nadie te escuchará&lt;br /&gt;tus lamentos me alimentan&lt;br /&gt;tu agonia me enaltece&lt;br /&gt;grita grita ese sera tu suplicio..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-9161634391954188795?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/9161634391954188795/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=9161634391954188795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/9161634391954188795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/9161634391954188795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/08/por-ms-que-grites-nadie-te-escuchar-tus.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsUASWDv-cI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OsFknaOB4BY/s72-c/tu_grito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-3102640052870154034</id><published>2007-08-16T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:48.718-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsT_WGDv-bI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3kOfRZuKqrU/s1600-h/81018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099481433138788786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsT_WGDv-bI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3kOfRZuKqrU/s320/81018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Quiero besarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loco estoy por tocarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y no puedo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eres de otro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y tu besos no son míos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mis ojos fríos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;llenos están de lágrimas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amor quisiera arropar tu corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero se tropieza mi razón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que no quiere dejarme tranquilo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te quiero mía&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por la noche y mañana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que la lluvia roze tu piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y yo la evapore con mis besos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;robarte no quiero no soy de esos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ganarte con sangre y amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sangre que derramaré por tu vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y seré tuyo mi querida..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-3102640052870154034?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3102640052870154034/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=3102640052870154034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3102640052870154034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3102640052870154034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/08/quiero-besarte-loco-estoy-por-tocarte-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsT_WGDv-bI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3kOfRZuKqrU/s72-c/81018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-891426780166915233</id><published>2007-08-16T21:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:48.942-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsT-YGDv-aI/AAAAAAAAAME/9L97iTo6lrs/s1600-h/subterfugio_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099480367986899362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsT-YGDv-aI/AAAAAAAAAME/9L97iTo6lrs/s320/subterfugio_a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Me miras nervioso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no sabes que te responderé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero no esperes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por que no escucho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no veo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por que no esta aquí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eres una sombra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que me besa con el viento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me acaricias con el roce de las sábanas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no esperes nada de mí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;soy de carne y hueso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y nada puedo darte &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;debes entender que en&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;otra vida te veré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;este no es tiempo para nosotros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asi que hasta luego&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hasta el día que respiremos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;los dos en el mismo tiempo..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-891426780166915233?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/891426780166915233/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=891426780166915233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/891426780166915233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/891426780166915233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/08/me-miras-nervioso-no-sabes-que-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsT-YGDv-aI/AAAAAAAAAME/9L97iTo6lrs/s72-c/subterfugio_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-5304193748117016945</id><published>2007-08-16T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:49.111-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsT9kmDv-ZI/AAAAAAAAAL8/p25gxRnLQc8/s1600-h/yami_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099479483223636370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsT9kmDv-ZI/AAAAAAAAAL8/p25gxRnLQc8/s320/yami_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"La lluvia metálica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trae tu recuerdo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sin pensar esta mi mente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y quiero que me mires solo una vez más&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me robes un beso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y sonrias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que tus ojos brillen al volver a verme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y que yo sonrosada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me derrita en tus brazos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;al sentir tu aroma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tu calor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tus besos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que me llenan el alma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y seguiré soñando despierta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hasta que muera el sol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y mi alma escape a tu mundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de ensoñación..."&lt;/strong&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/20203241-5304193748117016945?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5304193748117016945/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=5304193748117016945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5304193748117016945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5304193748117016945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/08/la-lluvia-metlica-trae-tu-recuerdo-sin.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsT9kmDv-ZI/AAAAAAAAAL8/p25gxRnLQc8/s72-c/yami_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-2843919116913217402</id><published>2007-08-16T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:49.280-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsT9IGDv-YI/AAAAAAAAAL0/xEOAolMEjy0/s1600-h/1135870752_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099478993597364610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsT9IGDv-YI/AAAAAAAAAL0/xEOAolMEjy0/s320/1135870752_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Tus gélidas manos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;recorrían mi cuerpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mientras tus labios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de carmín&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me roban un beso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tú respiración fría&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en mi cuello caía como&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;una brisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me aprietas contra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu cuerpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;queriendo que no me escape..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-2843919116913217402?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2843919116913217402/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=2843919116913217402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2843919116913217402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2843919116913217402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/08/tus-glidas-manos-recorran-mi-cuerpo.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsT9IGDv-YI/AAAAAAAAAL0/xEOAolMEjy0/s72-c/1135870752_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-1144329976006698053</id><published>2007-08-08T19:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:49.564-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsIrNnCL5XI/AAAAAAAAALs/TOzWqi4FnKs/s1600-h/383542632_67559c75a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098685240953267570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsIrNnCL5XI/AAAAAAAAALs/TOzWqi4FnKs/s320/383542632_67559c75a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Primaveras sin sombras&lt;br /&gt;mujeres que matan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;flores desojadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pétalos de sangre y tacón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;todas puestas en una maceta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de gritos y furia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;botones de impotencia contenida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;puños de cristales rotos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que desgarran corazones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;manos que una vez acariciaron y hoy solo traen dolor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sus gritos no se escuchan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por que son sordos los que las rodean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;locas!!! locas!!! esos son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el martirio no es una locura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la tortura no es una locura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la locura es la falta de la realidad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero a ellas la realidad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;las patea en el suelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;las tira a las paredes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;las eleva por el cielo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haciendo en su interior una lluvia de sangre y lágrimas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero hasta el cielo tiene su límite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y cuando te tocan las entrañas y el corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el alma expolta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;explota en mil pedazos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;los ojos son ciegos el corazón se vuelve piedra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y las manos se les vuelven afiladas como espadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;su sed de venganza y justiciaes imparable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nadie!!! nadie!!! les puede decir que su justicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no es apropiada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que el querer que sus retoños&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vean la luz del sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sin miedo al fuego al frío&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no sea una justificación verdadera &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el rayo del cielo no pregunta si puede caer o no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;su naturaleza no es objetada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tampoco se le puede objetar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a este racimo de flores sin primavera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sus ganas de vivir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gritar con uñas y manos ensangrentadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gritar de alegría por que el suplicio se acabó&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gritar con el alma desgarrada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hasta que la voz se apaga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y vuelven a respirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;un aroma a rosas rojas las envuelve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sus ojos ya no lloran y su boca dibuja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por fin una hermosa sonrisa..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-1144329976006698053?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1144329976006698053/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=1144329976006698053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1144329976006698053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1144329976006698053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/08/primaveras-sin-sombras-mujeres-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RsIrNnCL5XI/AAAAAAAAALs/TOzWqi4FnKs/s72-c/383542632_67559c75a4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-8071029894347602373</id><published>2007-08-08T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:49.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RrpT03CL5WI/AAAAAAAAALk/ITfx-pboTHk/s1600-h/f_12cfd680f23c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096478095914558818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RrpT03CL5WI/AAAAAAAAALk/ITfx-pboTHk/s320/f_12cfd680f23c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Un castillo de latas y cartón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y tu eres mi dragón de algodón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que me cuida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y me protege&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de las tempestades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y los diluvios azules&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mis lágrimas de plata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tú las conviertes en mariposas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi ahogada risa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te la regalo para que me mires&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;con tus ojos de fuego quiero tus caricias dulces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como algodones de cristal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que me cubren con tus colores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;las tempestades traspasan los umbrales&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y tu las detienes con tu mirada feroz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la lluvia carmín recorre mi cara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y tiñe mis labios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu con tus alas me acoges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y simplemente me besas..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-8071029894347602373?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/8071029894347602373/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=8071029894347602373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/8071029894347602373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/8071029894347602373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/08/un-castillo-de-latas-y-cartn-y-tu-eres.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RrpT03CL5WI/AAAAAAAAALk/ITfx-pboTHk/s72-c/f_12cfd680f23c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-4809513272483466821</id><published>2007-06-28T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:50.081-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RoR0UdVOS2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/7RnSO6VCgVA/s1600-h/1180659031_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081314174400613218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RoR0UdVOS2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/7RnSO6VCgVA/s320/1180659031_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Tus alas desplegadas en el cielo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me unieron a ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en un susurro de tu nombre&lt;br /&gt;robarte un beso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eso quiero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;robarte el dulce de tus besos..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-4809513272483466821?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4809513272483466821/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=4809513272483466821&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4809513272483466821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4809513272483466821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/06/tus-alas-desplegadas-en-el-cielo-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RoR0UdVOS2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/7RnSO6VCgVA/s72-c/1180659031_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-7006049220844692970</id><published>2007-06-28T22:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:50.277-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RoRytdVOS1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/_YJAYYNOOjI/s1600-h/1179845328_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081312404874087250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="224" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RoRytdVOS1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/_YJAYYNOOjI/s320/1179845328_f.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;"Quien soy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;por que debo estar aqui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;por que estoy sola?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;mi corazón esta triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;el espejo ya no me refleja nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;solo el vacío que hay en mi alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;el sendero de la vida lo recorrere sola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;por que ya no hay nadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;estoy sin voz sin aliento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;se apago el brillo de mis ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;y solo quiero volverme a ver..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-7006049220844692970?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7006049220844692970/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=7006049220844692970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/7006049220844692970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/7006049220844692970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/06/quien-soy-por-que-debo-estar-aqui-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RoRytdVOS1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/_YJAYYNOOjI/s72-c/1179845328_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-1082987847803961270</id><published>2007-06-28T22:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:50.470-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RoRxzdVOSzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Wcs4b9ERMz4/s1600-h/1179757699_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081311408441674546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RoRxzdVOSzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Wcs4b9ERMz4/s320/1179757699_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Presiosa mía,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en tus sueños estoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te quiero para mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que nadie toque tus labios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que nadie bese tu frente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;si no soy yo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te cuidare hasta que mueras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;velare por ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no dejare que te dañen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;presiosa mia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no quiero verte triste y que tus mejillas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se llenen de lágrimas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quiero ver en tu rostro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la felicidad que quiero darte...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-1082987847803961270?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1082987847803961270/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=1082987847803961270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1082987847803961270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1082987847803961270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/06/presiosa-ma-en-tus-sueos-estoy-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RoRxzdVOSzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Wcs4b9ERMz4/s72-c/1179757699_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-6304340226728791751</id><published>2007-06-28T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:50.753-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RoRxGdVOSyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/pjeSKeLLDM0/s1600-h/jhghcmnvcmvm+jftyuju.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081310635347561250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RoRxGdVOSyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/pjeSKeLLDM0/s320/jhghcmnvcmvm+jftyuju.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Bajo la luz de la luna estabas tú&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tan hermosa tan linda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tus cabellos se movian con la brisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tus labios jugaban con una flor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y quise ser la luna y quise ser el viento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para estar ahi contigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sobre tu piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rozando tus labios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mirando tus profundos ojos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que se movian tristes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mirando el cielo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que es lo que te hace suspirar de dolor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que es lo que hace que tus ojos ya no brillen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quiero saberlo..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-6304340226728791751?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6304340226728791751/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' 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style="font-size:78%;"&gt;creyendo ser gloriosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pero tropese para caer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;aún más abajo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no tuve la oportunidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;de corregir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;y todo se destruyó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;de nuevo..."&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/20203241-7929546440302835600?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7929546440302835600/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;para empapar tu corazón de ternura..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-2654729360727936315?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2654729360727936315/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=2654729360727936315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2654729360727936315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2654729360727936315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/05/sera-lluvia-para-borrar-las-lgrimas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RleKYzth0TI/AAAAAAAAAJo/dYqL9OgJN2I/s72-c/1176004897_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-2413826431354954998</id><published>2007-05-17T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:51.145-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RleIXTth0SI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ldGOYW8wWak/s1600-h/1126015791_esbetrayal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068669839638384930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RleIXTth0SI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ldGOYW8wWak/s320/1126015791_esbetrayal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Las notas cabalgaban en su mente&lt;br /&gt;un rapsodia de sangre&lt;br /&gt;escribía en el cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;de esa mujer&lt;br /&gt;su perfume era su perdición&lt;br /&gt;esa suave piel&lt;br /&gt;esos ojos negros&lt;br /&gt;su delicada voz&lt;br /&gt;lo llamaban&lt;br /&gt;a matarla..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-2413826431354954998?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2413826431354954998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2413826431354954998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/05/las-notas-cabalgaban-en-su-mente-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RleIXTth0SI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ldGOYW8wWak/s72-c/1126015791_esbetrayal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-3706278830606581355</id><published>2007-05-16T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:51.281-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rku9KTth0OI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BlujZ68mP2c/s1600-h/elfen%20lied_101_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065350190695829730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rku9KTth0OI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BlujZ68mP2c/s320/elfen%2520lied_101_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;matame!!! matame!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no quiero sufrirmas por tu dolor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dolor que me desgarraque me lleva a la locura,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que lo llevo grabado en mi piel y en mi memoria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que me atormentapor cada respiro por cada mirada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cada vez que siento tu respiracion!!!&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/20203241-3706278830606581355?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3706278830606581355/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=3706278830606581355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3706278830606581355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3706278830606581355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/05/matame-matame-no-quiero-sufrirmas-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rku9KTth0OI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BlujZ68mP2c/s72-c/elfen%2520lied_101_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-3730180868189048269</id><published>2007-05-12T11:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:51.394-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RkXivXlIdmI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fgIR76eMGMg/s1600-h/Oscuridad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063702659459479138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RkXivXlIdmI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fgIR76eMGMg/s320/Oscuridad.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Una simple flor, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por que nos da tanta felicidad si nos la regalan, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por que un simple objeto de colores nos llena &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tanto el alma,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no cuesta nada la hay en todas partes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y la gente se desvive buscando un bonito obsequio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lujoso, caro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pero sin alma sin corazón&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;algo vacío, sin vida, inerte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La alegría mas grande de una flor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;es que sea elegida para ser un obsequio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que le admiren su belleza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ver en el rostro la sorpresa y la admiración&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;esa alegría que reluce en los ojos de quién&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;la ha recibido..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-3730180868189048269?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3730180868189048269/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=3730180868189048269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3730180868189048269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3730180868189048269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/05/una-simple-flor-por-que-nos-da-tanta.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RkXivXlIdmI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fgIR76eMGMg/s72-c/Oscuridad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-6551820144021149294</id><published>2007-05-12T11:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:51.588-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RkXfUXlIdlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0B2Hi82oItA/s1600-h/stigmata_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063698897068127826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RkXfUXlIdlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0B2Hi82oItA/s320/stigmata_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Esas heridas que abriste en mi piel para recordarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esa sangre tuya que corrió por mis venas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me hizo sentir la muerte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me hizo sentir tu dolor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu ahogado grito de angustia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;le pediste que te salvara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¡bájame sálvame!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero entendiste que ese era tu legado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu vida, tu misericordia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me mostraste el mayor amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que haya existido jamás&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me abriste la puerta al cielo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero eso duele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por que soy mortal y tu luz me lastima&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sabes que no puedo ser de la luz, ni de la oscuridad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estoy aquí para que el mundo siga girando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para que los ríos no se desborden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que la humanidad se reestablezca &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y el equilibrio perdure..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-6551820144021149294?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6551820144021149294/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=6551820144021149294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6551820144021149294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6551820144021149294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/05/esas-heridas-que-abriste-en-mi-piel.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RkXfUXlIdlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0B2Hi82oItA/s72-c/stigmata_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-7059535217713174267</id><published>2007-04-18T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:51.803-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiZ9NJAwYEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RnsPUkxKnkY/s1600-h/1176683435_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054865296480821314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiZ9NJAwYEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RnsPUkxKnkY/s320/1176683435_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"La nieve cubría mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;mientras tú jugabas a mi alrededor&lt;br /&gt;tus pies flotaban&lt;br /&gt;tú risa iluminaba todo,&lt;br /&gt;mi mirada melancólica se posaba sobre ti&lt;br /&gt;al saber que no te veré más&lt;br /&gt;que mi vida se cortó por un error&lt;br /&gt;te dejaré sola&lt;br /&gt;mi pequeña&lt;br /&gt;mi muñeca,&lt;br /&gt;pero no te olvides&lt;br /&gt;que cada ves que cae nieve&lt;br /&gt;mis manos rozarán tu rostro&lt;br /&gt;para acariciarlo&lt;br /&gt;mientras tus ojos se van&lt;br /&gt;llenando día a día de vida..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-7059535217713174267?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7059535217713174267/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=7059535217713174267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/7059535217713174267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/7059535217713174267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/04/la-nieve-cubra-mi-cuerpo-mientras-t.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiZ9NJAwYEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RnsPUkxKnkY/s72-c/1176683435_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-3749782526906895635</id><published>2007-04-17T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:52.077-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiWIEfJcHnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vF9AothdC3k/s1600-h/1176133489_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054595767455194738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiWIEfJcHnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vF9AothdC3k/s320/1176133489_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Te regalo una estrella con mis deseos para ti&lt;br /&gt;tú que fuiste mi amor&lt;br /&gt;tú que fuiste mi alma&lt;br /&gt;me daz tu cariño&lt;br /&gt;cariño que no merezco&lt;br /&gt;por haberte hecho sufrir.&lt;br /&gt;Te regalo una rosa&lt;br /&gt;con la sangre que quedó de mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;el que se perdió y hoy quiero recuperar&lt;br /&gt;por que sino seré una muerta más..." &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/20203241-3749782526906895635?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3749782526906895635/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=3749782526906895635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3749782526906895635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3749782526906895635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/04/te-regalo-una-estrella-con-mis-deseos.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiWIEfJcHnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vF9AothdC3k/s72-c/1176133489_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-8200561049396037986</id><published>2007-04-17T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:52.288-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiU6C_JcHlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/o-AutEk_Fzc/s1600-h/1167792200_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054509979778424402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiU6C_JcHlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/o-AutEk_Fzc/s320/1167792200_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tranquila estoy contigo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aferrada a tu amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lejano pero sincero,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me estremesco al saber que me amas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;y deseo de ti soy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te amo sin fronteras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;al fin..."&lt;/em&gt;&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/20203241-8200561049396037986?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/8200561049396037986/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=8200561049396037986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/8200561049396037986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/8200561049396037986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/04/tranquila-estoy-contigo-aferrada-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiU6C_JcHlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/o-AutEk_Fzc/s72-c/1167792200_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-3613353510035172976</id><published>2007-04-17T17:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:52.428-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiU4UPJcHjI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6G8jP153a0w/s1600-h/bcvbnvbn65798ovsfgghbhb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054508077107912242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiU4UPJcHjI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6G8jP153a0w/s320/bcvbnvbn65798ovsfgghbhb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Mi inmortal, mi querido inmortal,&lt;br /&gt;¿Donde has estado?&lt;br /&gt;Esperándote quede en las frías colinas&lt;br /&gt;deseándote ver estuve.&lt;br /&gt;Pero llego el día de mi partida a buscarte&lt;br /&gt;ya tan sólo me queda cruzar&lt;br /&gt;y ver tu rostro inmaculado.&lt;br /&gt;Ya el frío se fue&lt;br /&gt;y queda solo la luz..."&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/20203241-3613353510035172976?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3613353510035172976/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=3613353510035172976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3613353510035172976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3613353510035172976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/04/mi-inmortal-mi-querido-inmortal-donde.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiU4UPJcHjI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6G8jP153a0w/s72-c/bcvbnvbn65798ovsfgghbhb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-7154743426770971202</id><published>2007-04-17T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:52.596-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054505994048773666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="156" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiU2a_JcHiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vBAv278s0qM/s320/19.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Como, como decirte que te amo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sentarme en el silencio &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;de un respiro tuyo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vivir de tu sonrisa vana,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vivir del profundo mar de tú mirada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mirada que penetra mi retina &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dejandome elevada.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como, como decirte que te amo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;como decirte que mi vida &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mueren al compás &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;de tus palabras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mirada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y silencio tuyo..."&lt;/em&gt;&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/20203241-7154743426770971202?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7154743426770971202/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=7154743426770971202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/7154743426770971202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/7154743426770971202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/04/como-como-decirte-que-te-amo-sentarme.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiU2a_JcHiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vBAv278s0qM/s72-c/19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-4811076042006387111</id><published>2007-04-17T16:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:52.615-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054504044133621266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="215" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiU0pfJcHhI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mA1B02fpLFs/s320/1135142057_f.jpg" width="312" border="0" /&gt;"Tres lirios cayeron&lt;br /&gt;deshojados quedaron.&lt;br /&gt;De tus ojos llorosos&lt;br /&gt;los míos quedaron prendados&lt;br /&gt;Tú vana sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;me regalo rosas día a día&lt;br /&gt;Pero la noche cayó&lt;br /&gt;y tu presencia no fue regalía.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-4811076042006387111?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4811076042006387111/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=4811076042006387111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4811076042006387111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4811076042006387111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/04/tres-lirios-cayeron-deshojados-quedaron.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiU0pfJcHhI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mA1B02fpLFs/s72-c/1135142057_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-2344938183481296588</id><published>2007-04-17T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:52.820-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiUyyfJcHgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/K8tA_YHiCUw/s1600-h/319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054501999729188354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiUyyfJcHgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/K8tA_YHiCUw/s320/319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Jugando estaba con mis pañuelitos&lt;br /&gt;los hacia volar con el viento&lt;br /&gt;y dándole los colores con el sol&lt;br /&gt;yo jugaba.&lt;br /&gt;Todos juntos volaban&lt;br /&gt;hasta que apareció un mayor&lt;br /&gt;y me dijo:&lt;br /&gt;¡Que desastre estos niños ensuciando&lt;br /&gt;y perdiendo el tiempo!&lt;br /&gt;Y yo con mucho dolor recogía&lt;br /&gt;mis queridas mariposas muertas..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariposas de pañuelos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-2344938183481296588?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2344938183481296588/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=2344938183481296588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2344938183481296588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2344938183481296588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/04/jugando-estaba-con-mis-pauelitos-los.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiUyyfJcHgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/K8tA_YHiCUw/s72-c/319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-2973074271961077020</id><published>2007-04-16T15:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:52.953-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT5YfJcHcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/XaOw3Pbchwg/s1600-h/vlcsnap-270152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054438880889806274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="159" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT5YfJcHcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/XaOw3Pbchwg/s320/vlcsnap-270152.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Sonríe siempre&lt;br /&gt;aunque tú sonrisa sea triste&lt;br /&gt;porque más triste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;es la tristeza de no saber sonreir..."&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/20203241-2973074271961077020?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2973074271961077020/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=2973074271961077020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2973074271961077020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2973074271961077020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/04/sonre-siempre-aunque-t-sonrisa-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT5YfJcHcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/XaOw3Pbchwg/s72-c/vlcsnap-270152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-7344462093539600499</id><published>2007-04-16T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:53.181-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT1QPJcHZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7Yk4k2EQAvE/s1600-h/1175100896_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054434341109374354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT1QPJcHZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7Yk4k2EQAvE/s320/1175100896_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tus manos rozaron mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;me hicieron sentir mujer&lt;br /&gt;una mujer que tu encontraste&lt;br /&gt;entre tanto desdén&lt;br /&gt;me hiciste la más feliz del mundo&lt;br /&gt;destruiste la sombra de mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;conquistaste el imperio de mi alma&lt;br /&gt;ahora danzamos aun mismo son..." &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/20203241-7344462093539600499?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7344462093539600499/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=7344462093539600499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/7344462093539600499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/7344462093539600499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/04/tus-manos-rozaron-mi-cuerpo-me-hicieron.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT1QPJcHZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7Yk4k2EQAvE/s72-c/1175100896_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-5074506007122267426</id><published>2007-04-16T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:53.335-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT00PJcHYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/m7-ODFnZHeI/s1600-h/1175396301_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054433860073037186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT00PJcHYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/m7-ODFnZHeI/s320/1175396301_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"El amor nunca falla pero si falla algo será que ya no hay amor?&lt;br /&gt;el corazón solo siente no reflexiona&lt;br /&gt;como preguntarle si el amor ya se acabó!&lt;br /&gt;que es lo que tiene que fallar para darme cuenta de eso&lt;br /&gt;sera mi falla de quedar atrapado en la rutina&lt;br /&gt;sera mi falla de tener este dolor tan grande en el corazón&lt;br /&gt;sera mi falla de no tener voluntad&lt;br /&gt;sera que fallarle a los demás me aleje de ellos&lt;br /&gt;seran estas ganas de morirme las que daña a quien amo&lt;br /&gt;quiero saber!&lt;br /&gt;quiero que mi corazón me responda!&lt;br /&gt;quiero que me diga el porque de este dolor en mi alma&lt;br /&gt;sera por que la gente que me rodea me hace sentir inútil&lt;br /&gt;no creen en mí,&lt;br /&gt;he hecho las cosas más increíbles para que ellos se sientan orgullosos&lt;br /&gt;de mí pero nada&lt;br /&gt;solo ven mis errores&lt;br /&gt;solo me repiten que soy un inútil&lt;br /&gt;que soy un tonto&lt;br /&gt;que no sirvo&lt;br /&gt;que nunca serviré&lt;br /&gt;y creo que tiene razón y eso me duele mucho..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El grito del corazón herido. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-5074506007122267426?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5074506007122267426/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=5074506007122267426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5074506007122267426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5074506007122267426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/04/el-amor-nunca-falla-pero-si-falla-algo.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT00PJcHYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/m7-ODFnZHeI/s72-c/1175396301_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-5221248341581454550</id><published>2007-04-16T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:53.505-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT5zPJcHdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/rGeRX9kHbVQ/s1600-h/1175380330_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054439340451306962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="213" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT5zPJcHdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/rGeRX9kHbVQ/s320/1175380330_f.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mi ilusión esta muerta&lt;br /&gt;tú sonrisa se fue&lt;br /&gt;tú mirada se apagó&lt;br /&gt;por que me dejaste&lt;br /&gt;ya no huelo tu perfume&lt;br /&gt;ya no siento tu mirada &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vagando en la mía&lt;br /&gt;te extraño te necesito&lt;br /&gt;mi alma se apaga&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; si tú no estas conmigo..."&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/20203241-5221248341581454550?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5221248341581454550/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=5221248341581454550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5221248341581454550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5221248341581454550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/04/mi-ilusin-esta-muerta-t-sonrisa-se-fue.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT5zPJcHdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/rGeRX9kHbVQ/s72-c/1175380330_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-5827831085812357118</id><published>2007-04-16T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:53.691-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT3qfJcHbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/7DwfKxtFjVk/s1600-h/1175998242_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054436991104196018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT3qfJcHbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/7DwfKxtFjVk/s320/1175998242_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Escalosfríos recorren mi espalda&lt;br /&gt;mientras escribo estas palabras al son de una canción de muerte,&lt;br /&gt;pensaba que sería feliz con el amor de alguien&lt;br /&gt;pero hoy me he dado cuenta que no&lt;br /&gt;que tenía que descubrir otras cosas&lt;br /&gt;otras que turbaban mi pensamiento&lt;br /&gt;otras que quería negar por que el resto de las personas no quiere ver&lt;br /&gt;otras cosas que me hacian diferente&lt;br /&gt;pero hay gente igual a mí&lt;br /&gt;y esa gente me hizo realmente sentirme bien..." &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/20203241-5827831085812357118?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5827831085812357118/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=5827831085812357118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5827831085812357118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/5827831085812357118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT3qfJcHbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/7DwfKxtFjVk/s72-c/1175998242_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-1642297989961062510</id><published>2007-04-16T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:53.812-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT1zPJcHaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/tmxD9agLzzg/s1600-h/1175051106_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054434942404795810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT1zPJcHaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/tmxD9agLzzg/s320/1175051106_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Las palabras se me van&lt;br /&gt;como los pétalos de una flor al viento&lt;br /&gt;este réquiem es para el día en que vuelvas&lt;br /&gt;y me lleves a tu lado otra vez&lt;br /&gt;el día en que volveré a ver tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;que me persiguen todas las noches&lt;br /&gt;en los sueños interminables en que te busco si cesar&lt;br /&gt;volver a sentir tus besos&lt;br /&gt;que se me escaparon cuando&lt;br /&gt;me alejaste de tu lado&lt;br /&gt;necesito escuchar tu explicación&lt;br /&gt;necesito que me digas si me amaste o no&lt;br /&gt;mi alma se estremese al recordar tu amor&lt;br /&gt;al recordar la vida que tuvimos un día&lt;br /&gt;y que por culpa de la envidia&lt;br /&gt;el tiempo nos separó&lt;br /&gt;estuve tanto tiempo sola&lt;br /&gt;parte de tu alma regresó a mi otra vez&lt;br /&gt;pero me angustio en la esperanza de volverte a ver&lt;br /&gt;que pasa si no te encuentro en esta vida&lt;br /&gt;que pasa si ya no puedo volver otra vez&lt;br /&gt;y mi alma y la tuya se separan&lt;br /&gt;para ya no estar juntas nunca más&lt;br /&gt;que hago con el amor que me carcome el corazón&lt;br /&gt;y que no me deja pensar más que solo en tí..."&lt;/span&gt; &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/20203241-1642297989961062510?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1642297989961062510/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=1642297989961062510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1642297989961062510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1642297989961062510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/04/las-palabras-se-me-van-como-los-ptalos.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RiT1zPJcHaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/tmxD9agLzzg/s72-c/1175051106_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-3312317679218256316</id><published>2007-03-21T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:54.255-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RgHpB22mDjI/AAAAAAAAADU/a5Ku5V2h32E/s1600-h/1165545132_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044569275745308210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RgHpB22mDjI/AAAAAAAAADU/a5Ku5V2h32E/s320/1165545132_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Quiero tantas cosas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como tenerte cerca cuando estoy mal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y q te des cuenta q estoy mal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sin necesidad de decírtelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; y me des un abrazo en todo momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; pero todo esto no es posible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tú corazón ya no está&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no te das cuenta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuanto te necesito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi corazón grita y tú no escuchas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estas tan lejos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que la distancia duele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rozas mi piel pero lejos estas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y al lado tuyo mi corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se destroza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y tú ni cuenta te das&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a veces amarte me duele..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-3312317679218256316?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3312317679218256316/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=3312317679218256316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3312317679218256316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/3312317679218256316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/03/quiero-tantas-cosas-como-tenerte-cerca.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RgHpB22mDjI/AAAAAAAAADU/a5Ku5V2h32E/s72-c/1165545132_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-4841932005811378121</id><published>2007-03-21T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:54.489-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RgHfJW2mDiI/AAAAAAAAADM/wInzXaCW-rE/s1600-h/156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044558409478049314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RgHfJW2mDiI/AAAAAAAAADM/wInzXaCW-rE/s320/156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"Queriéndote estoy&lt;br /&gt;en este silencio nuestro&lt;br /&gt;rebosado con suspiros&lt;br /&gt;derramados en el aire&lt;br /&gt;con los besos tranquilos&lt;br /&gt;caricias llenas de ternura&lt;br /&gt;amor que sin límites&lt;br /&gt;llega a la locura..."&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/20203241-4841932005811378121?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4841932005811378121/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=4841932005811378121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4841932005811378121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4841932005811378121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/03/querindote-estoy-en-este-silencio.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RgHfJW2mDiI/AAAAAAAAADM/wInzXaCW-rE/s72-c/156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-8781005234350475275</id><published>2007-03-21T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:54.815-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RgHeo22mDhI/AAAAAAAAADE/UbY8KPvbIMA/s1600-h/masajka1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044557851132300818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RgHeo22mDhI/AAAAAAAAADE/UbY8KPvbIMA/s320/masajka1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Muriendo de amor por ti&lt;br /&gt;me tienes regocijada en tu pecho cálido&lt;br /&gt;lleno de puro sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;lleno de gracia&lt;br /&gt;infinito como una noche sin luna&lt;br /&gt;silenciosa y tranquila.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-8781005234350475275?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/8781005234350475275/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=8781005234350475275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/8781005234350475275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/8781005234350475275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/03/muriendo-de-amor-por-ti-me-tienes.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RgHeo22mDhI/AAAAAAAAADE/UbY8KPvbIMA/s72-c/masajka1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-8504109754653312685</id><published>2007-03-21T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:54.955-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RgHcNm2mDgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3BD0gmhPDlA/s1600-h/90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044555183957609986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RgHcNm2mDgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3BD0gmhPDlA/s320/90.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Haz sentido alguna vez &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tanto dolor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que el alma se te rompe en pedazos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que el solo respirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;es doloroso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que por las lágrimas que por tus mejillas caen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se va tu vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y te sientes vacia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como si no existieras más&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que el hablar de la gente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;es solo un murmullo que te es indiferente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;caes y caes y no puedes salir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de esa desesperación,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y solo quieres morir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y que se acabe tú sufrimiento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para ser por fin libre del dolor..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-8504109754653312685?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RgHcNm2mDgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3BD0gmhPDlA/s72-c/90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-2778870644723930907</id><published>2007-03-17T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:55.102-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rfybvp8qV1I/AAAAAAAAACs/l7QImPgSTb8/s1600-h/z35147235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043076925764556626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rfybvp8qV1I/AAAAAAAAACs/l7QImPgSTb8/s320/z35147235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Te amaré hasta más allá del tiempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi amor perdido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi amor traicionero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;creiste en los engaños&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y me dejaste a la deriba del asesino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el que me arrebato de tus brazos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; labios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿Como volver a ti?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya retorno no tengo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dime que hago con tu traición&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿Dónde dejo el dolor que me dejó tu puñal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me dejaste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me traicionaste..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aún te amo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te Amo con la sangre de mi herida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te Amo con el calor de mi alma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que aún recuerda &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esos días &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en que fui tuyo..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-2778870644723930907?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2778870644723930907/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=2778870644723930907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2778870644723930907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2778870644723930907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/03/te-amar-hasta-ms-all-del-tiempo-mi-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rfybvp8qV1I/AAAAAAAAACs/l7QImPgSTb8/s72-c/z35147235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-6075192492443654136</id><published>2007-03-17T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:55.282-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RfyQjJ8qV0I/AAAAAAAAACk/VOb6j8kNzuo/s1600-h/1173998826_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043064616388286274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" height="277" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RfyQjJ8qV0I/AAAAAAAAACk/VOb6j8kNzuo/s320/1173998826_f.jpg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Ángel de sangre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ángel de olvido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;llevame contigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para olvidar este amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que nubla mi razón,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amor que envenena mi sangre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amor que me lleva a la locura,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me mata de a poco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;absorve mi espíritu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se debora mis ancias, mis anhelos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;llevame para vaciar mi cuerpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de este amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que me condena..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-6075192492443654136?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6075192492443654136/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=6075192492443654136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6075192492443654136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6075192492443654136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/03/ngel-de-sangre-ngel-de-olvido-llevame.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RfyQjJ8qV0I/AAAAAAAAACk/VOb6j8kNzuo/s72-c/1173998826_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-401403603609673585</id><published>2007-03-17T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:55.627-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RfxskJ8qVzI/AAAAAAAAACc/-ByqqeQcpHg/s1600-h/200371193-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043025051149555506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RfxskJ8qVzI/AAAAAAAAACc/-ByqqeQcpHg/s320/200371193-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Te extraño&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te necesito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu calor espero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para abrigar este corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que morirse quiere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;al ya no tener tu amor..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-401403603609673585?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/401403603609673585/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=401403603609673585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/401403603609673585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/401403603609673585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/03/te-extrao-te-necesito-tu-calor-espero.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RfxskJ8qVzI/AAAAAAAAACc/-ByqqeQcpHg/s72-c/200371193-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-1030217485053238151</id><published>2007-03-16T21:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:55.947-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RftAbp8qVxI/AAAAAAAAACM/qeqKopeaAIo/s1600-h/colibri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042695051632334610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RftAbp8qVxI/AAAAAAAAACM/qeqKopeaAIo/s320/colibri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Cori Quente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el mítico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se reencarnan en ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lo guerreros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de las batallas pasadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu trino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;derriba ejércitos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y renace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a los&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;valientes.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-1030217485053238151?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1030217485053238151/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=1030217485053238151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1030217485053238151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/1030217485053238151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/03/cori-quente-el-mtico-se-reencarnan-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RftAbp8qVxI/AAAAAAAAACM/qeqKopeaAIo/s72-c/colibri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-561584629163676995</id><published>2007-03-16T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:56.201-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RftLEp8qVyI/AAAAAAAAACU/RDB15GrV4TM/s1600-h/esperanza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042706751123248930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RftLEp8qVyI/AAAAAAAAACU/RDB15GrV4TM/s320/esperanza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Un árbol solitario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cantaba y cantaba a la luna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;su única amiga,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ella lo visitaba de vez en cuando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;le contaba de ciudades lejanas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de personas extrañas y de nubes corredoras,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el hacía historias de los relatos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de su amiga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y los cantaba en sus largas y largas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;horas de aburrimiento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"que daría yo por recorrer el mundo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pensaba &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y mas trizte el estaba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;así paso toda su vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cantando cantando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;llegado el día de su muerte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deseo ser nube&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y correr por el cielo buscando a su amiga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y asi pasar su vida &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cantando junto al viento..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-561584629163676995?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RftLEp8qVyI/AAAAAAAAACU/RDB15GrV4TM/s72-c/esperanza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-6005540430414787163</id><published>2007-03-16T20:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:56.353-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rfsyq58qVvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/G0fRweO5kvc/s1600-h/auroraustral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042679920462550770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rfsyq58qVvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/G0fRweO5kvc/s320/auroraustral.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Cruzando el universo me encontre con una flor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;era hermosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;era dulce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;era una flor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ella miraba al cielo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tenía las ancias de volar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cruzar el cielo azulado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sentir el viento pasar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;le dije que era imposible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ella me miraba sin parar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;riéndose como un niño&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ella me quizo explicar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿Por qué no puedo volar, si la imaginacióm tiene alas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y a todo lugar me puede llevar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;si tú no la conoces te la presentaré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ella es amigable y gentil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hermoza y complaciente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te escucha con paciencia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y todos tus sueños atiende,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nada es implosible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me ha dicho ella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ella me prometió que algún día me convertirá en estrella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;volaré por un cielo eterno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en donde no encontraré ninguna barrera..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-6005540430414787163?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6005540430414787163/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=6005540430414787163&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6005540430414787163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6005540430414787163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/03/cruzando-el-universo-me-encontre-con.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rfsyq58qVvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/G0fRweO5kvc/s72-c/auroraustral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-9185535001388831063</id><published>2007-03-16T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:56.512-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RfssZp8qVuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/reuyb8Qfz4o/s1600-h/cover-hgrnil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042673027040040674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RfssZp8qVuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/reuyb8Qfz4o/s320/cover-hgrnil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Esos ojos maravillosos que perturbaron mi caminar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahora están perdidos en el sueño eterno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;estan borrados&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;se escaparon de mi memoria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;para que tú ausencia sea menos dolorosa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;para que tus paisajes no minen mi corazón desolado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por no tenerte ahora&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por no tenerte ya nunca... "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-9185535001388831063?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/9185535001388831063/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=9185535001388831063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/9185535001388831063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/9185535001388831063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/03/esos-ojos-maravillosos-que-perturbaron.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RfssZp8qVuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/reuyb8Qfz4o/s72-c/cover-hgrnil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-7712520205307914927</id><published>2007-03-14T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:56.608-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RfgWCJ8qVtI/AAAAAAAAABs/yFTdk3fEFOo/s1600-h/406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041804009127171794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RfgWCJ8qVtI/AAAAAAAAABs/yFTdk3fEFOo/s320/406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"VIVIR DUELE..."&lt;/em&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/20203241-7712520205307914927?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7712520205307914927/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=7712520205307914927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-5315985503569572815</id><published>2007-02-22T21:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:56.787-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rd43spPOLfI/AAAAAAAAABg/qtzawzFq0AY/s1600-h/727b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034522673570262514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Rd43spPOLfI/AAAAAAAAABg/qtzawzFq0AY/s320/727b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Cuando el tiempo pasa y decides rememorar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;llegan a tu mente esos momentos que exaltaron tú corazón,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esas tristezas infames, esos amores ardientes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esa euforia de una alegría,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;observas y dices:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿He vivido en vano?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miras al tiempo como cuenta tu historia,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;como la recrea en una hermosa obra ante tus ojos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sientes anhelante revivir todo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pero te das cuenta de que tu instante ya pasó,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y disfrutas emocionado lo vivido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sientes cada brisa, cada caricia, cada beso,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que rozó tu piel,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mientras que en el último suspiro &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se va el más hermoso de tus recuerdos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuando descubriste &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que el amor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;si existía..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&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/20203241-5315985503569572815?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5315985503569572815/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=5315985503569572815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-6043066777907131550</id><published>2007-02-16T15:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:56.923-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdX28mlnyEI/AAAAAAAAABU/FX_kW-tiWq8/s1600-h/1171346508_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032199679667324994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdX28mlnyEI/AAAAAAAAABU/FX_kW-tiWq8/s320/1171346508_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Te daz por vencido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya no crees en el amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y cuando menos lo esperas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahí está en tu puerta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;queriendo entrar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te mira dulcemente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y te dice te quiero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;al principio tu corazón no lo cree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero comienza a palpitar fuertemente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y despiertas y todo es real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sus labios se cruzan con los tuyos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sus manos acarician tu rostro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y todo se consume en un beso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el que detiene el tiempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y abraza ardiente tu corazón.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-6043066777907131550?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6043066777907131550/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=6043066777907131550&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6043066777907131550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/6043066777907131550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/02/te-daz-por-vencido-ya-no-crees-en-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdX28mlnyEI/AAAAAAAAABU/FX_kW-tiWq8/s72-c/1171346508_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-811078037849317133</id><published>2007-02-13T16:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:57.065-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdIYvGlnyDI/AAAAAAAAABI/i2JMIDgqjaY/s1600-h/cvmbcmcnvm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031110931227592754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdIYvGlnyDI/AAAAAAAAABI/i2JMIDgqjaY/s320/cvmbcmcnvm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"¿Es real lo que vez?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuantas posibilidades hay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de que cambies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TÚ mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TÚ vida &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¡TÚ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;piénsalo nuevamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te diré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;puedes hacerlo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nadie te lo impide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el único obstáculo es tu razón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Razón que no es muy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;razonable por cierto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por que te impide ver la realidad"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;QUANTUM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-811078037849317133?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdIYvGlnyDI/AAAAAAAAABI/i2JMIDgqjaY/s72-c/cvmbcmcnvm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-3611583892480619816</id><published>2007-02-13T16:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:57.187-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdIYEmlnyCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pNYp5_K2pW8/s1600-h/1131128376_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031110201083152418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="202" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdIYEmlnyCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pNYp5_K2pW8/s320/1131128376_f.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Con sangre escribo mi historia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la sangre de estas llagas en mi piel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;piel que te extraña intensamente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y que tu heriste con tu hiel..."&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/20203241-3611583892480619816?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3611583892480619816/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=3611583892480619816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-4287596617336876709</id><published>2007-02-13T16:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:57.346-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdIVLWlnyBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tD2QmCs8Tns/s1600-h/hrheartofstone7tv.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031107018512386066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="235" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdIVLWlnyBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tD2QmCs8Tns/s320/hrheartofstone7tv.gif" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Mis lágrimas derribaron murallas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;las murallas de tu corazón&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que era de piedra caliza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cosa frágil que nunca espere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;conmover a tu corazón de piedra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;llevarlo a sentir amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;moverlo al son de una melodía&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;melodía que era mi amor....."&lt;/em&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/20203241-4287596617336876709?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4287596617336876709/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=4287596617336876709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4287596617336876709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4287596617336876709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/02/mis-lgrimas-derribaron-murallas-las.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdIVLWlnyBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tD2QmCs8Tns/s72-c/hrheartofstone7tv.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-2179149128862280634</id><published>2007-02-13T16:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:57.581-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdIUPGlnyAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lTZxJNiuwjs/s1600-h/friends28fg.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031105983425267714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdIUPGlnyAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lTZxJNiuwjs/s320/friends28fg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&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;"Una fiesta con amigos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un momento memorable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la alegría se respira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la música esta en el aire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baila al son del tambor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baila sin parar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disfruta el candor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vamos a cantar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disfruta simplemente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esta alegría permanente..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-2179149128862280634?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2179149128862280634/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=2179149128862280634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2179149128862280634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2179149128862280634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/02/una-fiesta-con-amigos-un-momento.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdIUPGlnyAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lTZxJNiuwjs/s72-c/friends28fg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-5168004070053570590</id><published>2007-02-13T16:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:57.742-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdITqWlnx_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/VjkQX8EJ0uo/s1600-h/dead_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031105352065075186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdITqWlnx_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/VjkQX8EJ0uo/s320/dead_girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Cuando la inocencia no escapa a la melancolía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;y martiriza su pálida fragilidad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;su candidez se triza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; para morir una vez más..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-5168004070053570590?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5168004070053570590/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdITqWlnx_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/VjkQX8EJ0uo/s72-c/dead_girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-2595176395048147066</id><published>2007-02-13T16:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:06:57.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Ro76FtVOS3I/AAAAAAAAALA/tuJ_Q4F-NwU/s1600-h/Imagen18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084276005322771314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Ro76FtVOS3I/AAAAAAAAALA/tuJ_Q4F-NwU/s320/Imagen18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/RdIS2Wlnx-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oF_ilBBvkxU/s1600-h/fgergbgb4tg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Escalera al cielo no te tropieses &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o si no te perderás en el vacío&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de tu propia existencia"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-2595176395048147066?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2595176395048147066/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=2595176395048147066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2595176395048147066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/2595176395048147066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2007/02/escalera-al-cielo-no-te-tropieses-o-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Ro76FtVOS3I/AAAAAAAAALA/tuJ_Q4F-NwU/s72-c/Imagen18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-4575649068623458806</id><published>2006-11-28T22:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:26:43.430-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1769/2466/1600/1136228190_extras_ladillos_1_0.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1769/2466/320/1136228190_extras_ladillos_1_0.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Si volviera a nacer...&lt;br /&gt;ya no elegiría este mundo...&lt;br /&gt;¿Por que razón?...&lt;br /&gt;el mundo ya no cree en el amor,&lt;br /&gt;su alma se quedo dormida,&lt;br /&gt;dentro de una marchita flor...&lt;br /&gt;esa flor se extinguio&lt;br /&gt;junto con todo el dolor&lt;br /&gt;y el mundo ya no es más..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-4575649068623458806?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4575649068623458806/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=4575649068623458806&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4575649068623458806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4575649068623458806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2006/11/si-volviera-nacer.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-4372674560957857350</id><published>2006-11-28T21:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:03:49.697-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1769/2466/1600/Puerto.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" height="234" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1769/2466/320/Puerto.0.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La luna a caido, y su luz se perdio&lt;br /&gt;entre los gritos...&lt;br /&gt;ya nadie la recuerda.&lt;br /&gt;si miraste un dia al cielo&lt;br /&gt;y viste una luz,&lt;br /&gt;es probale&lt;br /&gt;que ya hayas muerto......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-4372674560957857350?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4372674560957857350/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=4372674560957857350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4372674560957857350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/4372674560957857350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2006/11/la-luna-caido-y-su-luz-se-perdio-entre.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-116286175846871254</id><published>2006-11-06T21:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T22:09:18.536-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/1600/1NOC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/320/1NOC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;La luna refleja en tu rostro el trizte resplandor de tu belleza, el amanecer trae consigo la llama dulce de tu voz, cuando tu te vallas al fin , ya no sere más.....&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/20203241-116286175846871254?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/116286175846871254/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=116286175846871254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/116286175846871254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/116286175846871254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2006/11/reflejo.html' title='Reflejo'/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-114697155440402811</id><published>2006-05-06T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T21:40:54.143-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/1600/muerte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="88" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/320/muerte.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigilosa llega la muerte por mi,&lt;br /&gt;su pesada capa arrastra por los suelos,&lt;br /&gt;su mirada fría se posa sobre mi,&lt;br /&gt;cantando amargos lamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedo callarla¡¡¡&lt;br /&gt;trato de evadir su mirada&lt;br /&gt;pero ella sigue y sigue&lt;br /&gt;ahi&lt;br /&gt;persiguiendome...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-114697155440402811?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/114697155440402811/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=114697155440402811&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114697155440402811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114697155440402811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2006/05/sigilosa-llega-la-muerte-por-mi-su.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-114118474405117081</id><published>2006-03-01T00:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:33:26.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/1600/358941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/320/358941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Que te hemos hecho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh! amada tierra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;por que me quitas mi tesoro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;por que quitas de mis ojos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;el brillo de la vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hemos vencido al tiempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y tu nos quitas la vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cuando es el tiempo de morir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no quiero ver desaparecer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lo que mas amo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perdonanos  tiempo ,perdona nuestra vida..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;                                                                          &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-114118474405117081?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/114118474405117081/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=114118474405117081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114118474405117081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114118474405117081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2006/03/que-te-hemos-hechooh-amada-tierrapor.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-114118416331249788</id><published>2006-03-01T00:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T00:36:03.313-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/1600/1130696292_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/320/1130696292_f.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hojas caen bajo tus pies,&lt;br /&gt;gotas de lluvia mojaban tu rostro,&lt;br /&gt;no te preocupes el invierno se aleja&lt;br /&gt;con sus nubes grises de olvido,&lt;br /&gt;cuando llegue la tan ansiada primavera&lt;br /&gt;te vestire de los mejores ropajes,&lt;br /&gt;para que tu radiente luz no se opaque&lt;br /&gt;con las flores...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-114118416331249788?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/114118416331249788/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=114118416331249788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114118416331249788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114118416331249788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2006/03/hojas-caen-bajo-tus-pies-gotas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-114118242323930347</id><published>2006-02-28T23:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T00:07:03.260-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/1600/triompherethel227jf.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/320/triompherethel227jf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"La balada de la muerte se escucha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por toda la ciudad,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;la peste se inclina ante quien pasa a su lado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;rios de gente se abalanzan contra las puertas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;no corras!! el fin llegará de todas formas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;no tienes mas opción que dejarte llevar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;por la música....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baila...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;es lo único que te queda por hacer.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-114118242323930347?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/114118242323930347/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=114118242323930347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114118242323930347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114118242323930347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2006/02/la-balada-de-la-muerte-se-escuchapor.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-114090859002509991</id><published>2006-02-25T19:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T20:03:13.373-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/1600/TreeSunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/320/TreeSunset.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"Paró la lluvia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;hermosas nubes se ven en el horizonte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;el hucaran pasó,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;y se llevó todo despojo de sufrimiento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Todo en calma, todo en silencio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;el palpitar de mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;resuena en los montes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;un cantar de alegría &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;hay ahora en el cielo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;al ver el viento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;que sus crianturas vuelan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;otra vez entre sus manos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Vuelve la melodía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;vuelve la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;vuelve mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;otra vez a latir..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-114090859002509991?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/114090859002509991/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=114090859002509991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114090859002509991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114090859002509991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2006/02/par-la-lluvia-hermosas-nubes-se-ven-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-114061846878544913</id><published>2006-02-22T10:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T11:27:48.870-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/1600/1127575366_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/320/1127575366_f.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;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esperando que la noche caiga,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elevo mis alas al infinito,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tú luz me guia por el medio de la noche,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guiándome por el camino correcto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para realizar mi tarea,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;¿Estará realmente el mundo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;preparado para&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuando las puertas del infierno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;se abran?.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-114061846878544913?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/114061846878544913/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=114061846878544913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114061846878544913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114061846878544913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2006/02/esperando-que-la-noche-caiga-elevo-mis.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-114006163336841576</id><published>2006-02-16T00:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T00:47:15.070-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/1600/cxzxczxczxc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/320/cxzxczxczxc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Amor, tus sueños cuido, desde lejos, nunca estarás lejos de mi...&lt;br /&gt;desde lo alto, tu guardiana soy...&lt;br /&gt;mi amor, te prometi amarte hasta más allá del tiempo...&lt;br /&gt;por que mi amor es infinito...&lt;br /&gt;nada agota mi querer...&lt;br /&gt;tú eres, la fuerza que impulsa a mi alma...&lt;br /&gt;tú eres, el que me hará vivir eternamente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-114006163336841576?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/114006163336841576/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=114006163336841576&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114006163336841576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/114006163336841576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2006/02/amor-tus-sueos-cuido-desde-lejos-nunca.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-113937549567339044</id><published>2006-02-08T02:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T02:15:54.736-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi Angel</title><content type='html'>"&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/1600/cityangels11vu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/320/cityangels11vu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tú que me cuidas siempre, en mi dormir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hoy te dedico estas palabras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;para agradecerte todo el cariño &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;que me has brindado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;toda la paciencia que has tenido al cuidarme,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;te agradezco, mi angel guardián....."&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/20203241-113937549567339044?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/113937549567339044/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=113937549567339044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/113937549567339044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/113937549567339044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2006/02/mi-angel.html' title='Mi Angel'/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-113837468439144799</id><published>2006-01-27T11:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T12:11:24.703-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/1600/1138136630_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/320/1138136630_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Caminante &lt;br /&gt;de las sombras,&lt;br /&gt;tu huella dejas,&lt;br /&gt;cuando otros&lt;br /&gt;se cruzan&lt;br /&gt;por tu&lt;br /&gt;camino...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-113837468439144799?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/113837468439144799/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=113837468439144799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/113837468439144799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/113837468439144799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2006/01/caminante-de-las-sombras-tu-huella.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-113699652208149466</id><published>2006-01-11T13:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T13:22:02.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/1600/1125398807_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/320/1125398807_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;La justicia cabalga para,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;traer la paz a este mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;pronto el principio del fin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;llegara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;sino eres justo , tu fin sera.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20203241-113699652208149466?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/feeds/113699652208149466/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20203241&amp;postID=113699652208149466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/113699652208149466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20203241/posts/default/113699652208149466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cronicasaym.blogspot.com/2006/01/la-justicia-cabalga-paratraer-la-paz.html' title=''/><author><name>Akhusekhmet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630158480268332023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upqVjgbfJVw/Sumat8AengI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6bWgVESLNsk/S220/konata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20203241.post-113699183910674594</id><published>2006-01-11T11:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T12:03:59.153-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/1600/x1pc_jqddVOWRkgIUoOtJ5Ry5jrVTayQnrp8iHjqqu70t6PQ0nMMeTRyUYOP69bxpwX6J9NQh005HxAcwrSdZovZNpTGHH1AKdLHuwSfqKqBuBigWxO3U7y-bbcJhibQplcAKXeUHkAAOY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7021/2019/320/x1pc_jqddVOWRkgIUoOtJ5Ry5jrVTayQnrp8iHjqqu70t6PQ0nMMeTRyUYOP69bxpwX6J9NQh005HxAcwrSdZovZNpTGHH1AKdLHuwSfqKqBuBigWxO3U7y-bbcJhibQplcAKXeUHkAAOY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;VII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"Vendrás conmigo"--dije-- sin que nadie supiera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;dónde y cómo latía mi estado doloroso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;y para mí no había clavel barcarola,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;nada sino una herida por el amor abierta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Repetí: ven conmigo, como si me muriera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;y nadie vio en mi boca la luna que sangraba,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;nadie vio aquella sangre que subía al silencio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Oh amor ahora olvidemos la estrella con espinas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Por eso cuando oí tu voz repetía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"Vendras conmigo"--fue como si desataras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;dolor, amor, la furia del vino encarcelado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;que desde su bodega sumergida subiera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;y otra vez en mi boca sentí un sabor de llama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;de sangre y de claveles, de piedra y quemadura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PABLO NERUDA"Cien sonetos de amor"&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/20203241-113699183910674594?l=cronicasaym.blogspot.com' 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