tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12376124266666723882024-03-19T03:18:39.276-07:00Con la Locura como Estandarte.Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-62519006633201817962011-06-26T10:59:00.000-07:002011-06-26T10:59:19.511-07:00<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Hay que vivir sin limitar ;</span> <span style="color: #38761d;">Planear sin olvidar ;</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Seguir,continuar...</span><em><br />
Caer & Levantar</em><strong>.<u><span style="color: red;"><br />
Teniendo en cuenta que nada durará por siempre.</span></u></strong></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-26529740667480151842011-06-02T18:25:00.000-07:002011-06-02T18:25:02.795-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkLwpJTeunoMFKiahLb6x5XJarjCqm-d0jEDtjeS2SSZXPv-XCinyu6Qq1R1b2ZgPpoTn-kBjDm4Rafr2L8TKffxgcY5JY1lta0EiyelJD1-poyO0_z81zTOfxJo3aGoLN5IA-0KzAWiE/s1600/%2527Aaari%257E-0005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkLwpJTeunoMFKiahLb6x5XJarjCqm-d0jEDtjeS2SSZXPv-XCinyu6Qq1R1b2ZgPpoTn-kBjDm4Rafr2L8TKffxgcY5JY1lta0EiyelJD1-poyO0_z81zTOfxJo3aGoLN5IA-0KzAWiE/s1600/%2527Aaari%257E-0005.jpg" t8="true" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Mi</span><span style="font-size: large;"> <u>niña</u></span><u> bonita</u>;<em>brillante</em> <u><span style="font-size: x-large;">Lucero</span></u>.<span style="font-size: small;">Te queda</span> pequeña,<span style="font-size: small;">la frase</span><span style="color: magenta;">"Te Quiero"</span></strong></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-85024917449077765422011-05-30T11:14:00.000-07:002011-05-30T11:14:59.175-07:00<span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: x-large;">Se <span style="color: #b4a7d6;">que </span><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">la </span><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">tristeza </span><span style="color: #b6d7a8;">algún </span><span style="color: #ffe599;">dia </span><span style="color: #ea9999;">se </span><span style="color: black;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">IRÁ;</span></strong> </span><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">y </span><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">asi </span><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">será </span><span style="color: #93c47d;">la </span><span style="color: #f1c232;">vida </span><span style="color: #e69138;">cambia </span><span style="color: #e06666;">y </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>CAMBIARÁ.</strong></span></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-36532582944750090462011-05-28T15:48:00.000-07:002011-05-28T15:48:16.080-07:00<span style="font-family: Arial;"><strong>I believe</strong><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><u><br />
We can change anything.</u></span><strong><br />
I believe</strong><span style="color: #e69138;"><u><br />
We can rise above this.</u></span><strong><br />
I believe</strong><span style="color: #a64d79;"><u><br />
Theres a reason for everything.</u></span><strong><br />
I believe</strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><em><u><br />
In my dream.</u></em><span style="color: #444444; font-size: x-small;">Joe Satriani.</span></span></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-2038135708664540212011-05-28T15:42:00.000-07:002011-05-28T15:42:07.785-07:00<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I don't wanna miss one smile,<br />
I don't wanna miss one kiss,<br />
Well, I just wanna be with you,<br />
Right here with you, just like this.<br />
<strong>I just wanna hold you close.</strong><br />
Feel your heart so close to mine,<br />
And stay here in this moment<br />
<u>For all the rest of time.</u></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-44411377204337103192011-05-23T16:55:00.000-07:002011-05-23T16:55:21.415-07:00<span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><strong>You <span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">smile</span> </span><span style="color: black;">; I </span><span style="background-color: #cccccc; color: purple;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">s <span style="color: magenta;">m </span><span style="color: red;">i </span><span style="color: #0b5394;">l </span><span style="color: lime;">e.<span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"> </span></span></span></span></strong></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-31024850079612617402011-05-23T15:08:00.000-07:002011-05-23T15:08:54.946-07:00<span style="color: black; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ya <span style="font-size: x-large;">no </span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">te quiero</span>;</span><span style="font-size: x-large;">no </span><span style="font-size: large;">siento <span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">nada.Estoy <u>tan <strong>fria, </strong></u>como el <span style="font-size: x-large;">silencio </span><span style="font-size: large;">de tu <em>cara.</em></span></span></span></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-27170090458705630432011-05-14T15:41:00.000-07:002011-05-14T15:41:19.566-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf9urx6gzV8k5qD_D05Py-gULXGzI5lnEGlJ0lKuN8i8x_Mr63NLZuSHIquFxvmYitL9B3P13K7Ob_5BZtDHvIxxgu-cMGrb1WfDTzV1ERJ4Jr1Kp-ieRUiBLp7d_jJOqw7MRj-fCHKP8/s1600/ESTA+FOTO+ES+xD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf9urx6gzV8k5qD_D05Py-gULXGzI5lnEGlJ0lKuN8i8x_Mr63NLZuSHIquFxvmYitL9B3P13K7Ob_5BZtDHvIxxgu-cMGrb1WfDTzV1ERJ4Jr1Kp-ieRUiBLp7d_jJOqw7MRj-fCHKP8/s320/ESTA+FOTO+ES+xD.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;">Sólo sé que mis <span style="font-size: x-large;"><u><i>amigos</i></u> <span style="font-size: large;">son <span style="color: magenta;">todo</span> lo que<b> <span style="font-size: x-large;">soy.</span></b></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Los quieero ♥</span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-76316133343085466372011-05-13T18:41:00.000-07:002011-05-13T18:41:19.127-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"> <span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: large; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Cada vez que estoy contigo siento que te amo más.Si alguna ves tu te alejaras <span style="color: red;">nadie te reemplazará</span>.<br />
Los momentos que vivimos nadie los podrá<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; border-collapse: separate; color: black; font: small "Times New Roman"; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">borrar,<u><span style="background-color: #999999;">tú serás esa persona que en mi corazón<br />
está.</span></u></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-64401582147574269802011-05-11T17:10:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:22:27.165-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEAeXYjkUuF_quW5JAqpdU9_pEaBRMHDgVeLyX4SEFFVnANuNEmSLYB7YmidSlTPmmzQ16VOhma5SWaFHXgIYeYR0qEa_tVX249a1IzmAg9Ed6XtNS7tLvp7S5PWqxwcnC5QHbxF7IrAU/s1600/bob-esponja-25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="165" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEAeXYjkUuF_quW5JAqpdU9_pEaBRMHDgVeLyX4SEFFVnANuNEmSLYB7YmidSlTPmmzQ16VOhma5SWaFHXgIYeYR0qEa_tVX249a1IzmAg9Ed6XtNS7tLvp7S5PWqxwcnC5QHbxF7IrAU/s200/bob-esponja-25.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"><br />
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<u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;">Ima</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;">gina</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;">ció</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">on</span></b></span></u>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-33189292538884376892011-05-10T18:54:00.000-07:002011-05-10T18:54:03.765-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><u>El </u><b>silencio</b><u> no</u> <b>es</b> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><u>tiempo</u></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b> perdido.</b></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-87735895075054925582011-05-10T16:15:00.000-07:002011-05-10T16:15:44.731-07:00<span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-large;"><strong>Eres <span style="color: #0b5394;">mi</span><span style="color: #b45f06;"> presente;</span><em><span style="color: #a64d79;">serás </span><span style="color: #cc0000;">mi </span></em><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><em>futuro</em> </span><span style="background-color: #cccccc;"><span style="color: #e69138;">& </span><span style="color: lime;">eres </span><span style="color: yellow;">lo </span><span style="color: #4c1130;">mejor </span><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">que </span><span style="color: #274e13;">me </span><span style="color: #134f5c;">ha </span><span style="color: magenta;">pasado.</span></span></strong></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-77256079425738476802011-05-09T10:11:00.000-07:002011-05-09T10:11:37.655-07:00<span style="color: black; font-size: x-large;">Peor que las pesadillas<span style="color: magenta;"> sin poder despertar</span>,es estar despierto,en vida,<span style="background-color: #c27ba0;">sin nada en lo que soñar </span></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-65853227360644891422011-05-07T18:51:00.000-07:002011-05-07T18:51:50.984-07:00<span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: large;"><strong>Si tu supieras que me pasa cada vez qe <u>te veo</u>,quisiera confesarte lo que siento & <u>no me atrevo</u>.<br />
Mil emociones me dominan cada vez que te veo,te siento cerca & a la misma ves te siento<u> tan lejos</u>.</strong></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-87405269829278004332011-05-06T14:55:00.000-07:002011-05-06T14:58:28.189-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbMKdn5pKRSKLb40dSXr3DvueLlntoyA7vBWvoeotSI0Fqa1ig9wU8Isvlb64UymRE2qQErbRE2YmWoRXf4mKoK8PVhCX056N6i5TKK5PuGu2GGS8_gmBNEpM8Ju3V1bqYMMLZD_JNjug/s1600/jajaa.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbMKdn5pKRSKLb40dSXr3DvueLlntoyA7vBWvoeotSI0Fqa1ig9wU8Isvlb64UymRE2qQErbRE2YmWoRXf4mKoK8PVhCX056N6i5TKK5PuGu2GGS8_gmBNEpM8Ju3V1bqYMMLZD_JNjug/s1600/jajaa.bmp" /></a></div>Bueno acá esta "la nota". Empecemos por los tresis juntitos,JAJAJA. <em>Son muchísimo pibes,son muy importantes en mi vida.<strong>Los quiero muchisimo.<br />
</strong></em><strong><u>Melli,Camarguiño,Dudú</u></strong>:<span style="color: #0b5394;">NONO,como me rei ese dia,gracias por todo,por ser tan graciosamente imitable,por hacer todas tus acciones dignas de escracho,gracias por hacerme reir.Che,melli,"Está en el cajón"ajaja.Te quieero mucho. <strong>Gracias por absolutamente todo Melli ♥</strong></span><u><strong><br />
Maati,Camargo,Zezé</strong></u>:<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Aaai Matias,sos muchisimo Bobo,Bobino,Bobiño,Bobito JAJA.Gracias por todo,por hacerme reir,por entretenerme,por TODO.Te quieero Muchisimo. <strong>Gracias Bobo♥</strong> </span><br />
<strong><u>Augusto,Pibbeamigo</u></strong> <span style="color: #073763;">& me falta un apodo más:Aaai,te conozco hace..no se tres meses?Gracias por todo,por entretenerme,por hacerme compañia & por todo lo demás.Te quiero muchisimo,sos mucho mucho.JAJA.Tiene que haber revaancha de cabezasos JAJA. <strong>Gracias Tonto</strong>♥</span><u><span style="color: #444444;"><strong>Los quiero chicos,asi enteritos enteritos JAJA.</strong></span></u>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-71579207710295237082011-05-05T10:40:00.000-07:002011-05-05T10:40:55.612-07:00<span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-large;"></span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;">La gente no somos<br />
más que las notas <br />
de una melodía.<br />
La vida,no es <br />
más que una canción.<br />
El mundo no es más<br />
que musica hecha realidad.</span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-87313695687275569672011-05-05T10:26:00.000-07:002011-05-05T10:26:18.425-07:00<span style="font-family: Arial;">No salgas de tu mundo, <strong><span style="font-size: large;">solo dejame entrar en el</span></strong>No estar contigo para mi seria <u>no existir, no ser feliz</u>estamos hechos para estar juntos no separados,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">separa nuestros corazones, veras que <em><strong>dejan de latir</strong></em>mi mundo esta contigo y yo pienso estar hasta el fin<br />
necesitaba que supieras que <span style="color: #cc0000;">eres todo para mi</span><br />
porque nadie me ha hecho sentir lo que tu me haces sentir<br />
y si, <em><span style="color: #cc0000;">son sensaciones unicas solo tu puedes<br />
hacer que me sienta especial con solo tenerte</span></em>.</span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-43282669102695247692011-05-05T10:04:00.000-07:002011-05-05T10:06:19.117-07:00Martu<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu9Y8L6Oq5Ba-8X75krjDwyMRwvlU__AqJMzj5zwP38w-gbN7yPyZsBPd1llAA_rGJLypPi95V6zx4fiIcPi0uUYEGlYtE3rH7Yir8a3lihPaDSVCEHzJ3MRPHLxZeHtQgk7mzE8YisNw/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu9Y8L6Oq5Ba-8X75krjDwyMRwvlU__AqJMzj5zwP38w-gbN7yPyZsBPd1llAA_rGJLypPi95V6zx4fiIcPi0uUYEGlYtE3rH7Yir8a3lihPaDSVCEHzJ3MRPHLxZeHtQgk7mzE8YisNw/s200/untitled.bmp" width="200" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Hay Marta Marta,<u><span style="color: lime;">muchisimas gracias</span></u> amiga,te quiero muchisimo lo sabes. Sos<strong> muy importante</strong> en mi corta vida.Sos esa amiga que esta <strong>siempre</strong> que necesito,la que esta cuando necesito hablar,cuando nesecito reirme,cuando necesito llorar,cuando necesito que me esuchen,cuando necesito alguien solo para estar.<br />
Gracias amiga,por tanta confianza,por tantos momentos,por todo,gracias.Me tenes para las que quieras,siempre.<span style="background-color: #6aa84f;"><em>TE AMO MARTU</em></span></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-88742591879060498172011-05-03T19:00:00.000-07:002011-05-03T19:00:08.769-07:00<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3xC58ifuoQcOeuI4IiJtttkFRNFe3zFm8K9gyefxc2cF8PVY4YpIJhE411li_MaUJiZBRNMPJNizimtPEB8MGzBRKfTs5k8a1FSojdWtGX53WP15FEIvYsFCaDg6vBObzE5akUQx5Q6Q/s1600/photography063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3xC58ifuoQcOeuI4IiJtttkFRNFe3zFm8K9gyefxc2cF8PVY4YpIJhE411li_MaUJiZBRNMPJNizimtPEB8MGzBRKfTs5k8a1FSojdWtGX53WP15FEIvYsFCaDg6vBObzE5akUQx5Q6Q/s200/photography063.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">La musica de las imagenes dulces</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: magenta;">La musica de las palabras suaves</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #674ea7;">La musica de aquel perfume</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #e06666;">La musica de la lluvia lejana</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #a64d79;">La musica del intenso dolor</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: cyan;">La musica que se apaga</span></div><strong><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">La musica es vida</span></strong></div>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-46030526674129255522011-05-03T18:51:00.000-07:002011-05-03T18:52:25.153-07:00<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tu fuiste la esencia que le dio <strong><span style="color: magenta;">sentido</span></strong> a <em>todo mi corazón</em>,Tu fuiste <strong>algo mejor</strong><br />
Pintaste el mundo en <span style="color: orange;">c </span><span style="color: lime;">o </span><span style="color: purple;">l </span><span style="color: magenta;">o </span><span style="color: yellow;">r</span>,yo disfrutaba <strong>tu aire</strong>.<span class="goog_qs-tidbit goog_qs-tidbit-0">Otra nota en mi canción </span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="goog_qs-tidbit goog_qs-tidbit-0">Cuando escuchaba tu voz.<span class="goog_qs-tidbit goog_qs-tidbit-0">Te entrego mi tiempo para que de mi te enamores </span><br />
<span class="goog_qs-tidbit goog_qs-tidbit-0">Te regalo sueños llenos de mil ilusiones.</span>Te compongo letras que hoy se volvieron canciones.Te <em><u>regalo mi corazón.</u></em></span></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-83832833779096268702011-05-01T11:15:00.000-07:002011-05-01T11:15:28.713-07:00<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Tu,con la luna en la cabeza,el lugar en donde</span><span style="font-size: large;"> <strong><em>empieza</em></strong></span> <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">el motivo & la razon de</span> <u><em><span style="font-size: large;">mi existir</span></em></u>,<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">tan solo tú,solamente</span> <span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">quiero que seas tu,</span><em><strong>mi locura,mi tranquilidad & mi delirio,mi compás & mi camino</strong></em><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">[...].Ya no queda más espacio en mi interior,has llenado con tu luz</span> <em><span style="font-size: large;">cada rincón</span></em> <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">es por ti que con el tiempo mi alma siente</span><span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"><em> diferente</em></span>.Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-50374547861759495072011-04-21T11:28:00.000-07:002011-04-21T11:28:10.537-07:00<span style="font-size: large;"><u><span style="color: magenta;">Mi objetivo</span></u> en esta historia es<em> hacerte<span style="font-size: x-large;"> feliz</span></em>; porque una sonrisa tuya es más que <strong><span style="color: magenta;">todo para mi.</span></strong></span>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-8193501586791078162011-04-18T19:49:00.000-07:002011-04-18T19:49:13.222-07:00<dir><span style="color: navy;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqzpVBjtjbYVMJ7qh2JbgcYZtplXKcsD4rVtp6c_MCEm4UMhhgBtoq_19j9mjpfRcAATdGavsey6rr5BfJeognszW6It9MRGHPRFjsXEosmV7xpOxL2y6sQKrzVwgndzCJpT1s3B9yzF0/s1600/MIRADAS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqzpVBjtjbYVMJ7qh2JbgcYZtplXKcsD4rVtp6c_MCEm4UMhhgBtoq_19j9mjpfRcAATdGavsey6rr5BfJeognszW6It9MRGHPRFjsXEosmV7xpOxL2y6sQKrzVwgndzCJpT1s3B9yzF0/s1600/MIRADAS.jpg" /></a></dir><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><dir><span style="color: navy;"><span style="color: black;">Como fue que <em>te encontre</em>.. como <strong>rio</strong> si estas bien..como apareces y<span style="font-size: large;"> me transformo..</span></span><br />
<span style="color: black;">como se lo que sentis.. y que <span style="color: yellow;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><strong>importante</strong></span> </span>es para mi.. lo que es tan solo </span><span style="color: red;"><strong><u>mirarte a los ojos.</u></strong></span></span></dir><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-74683818089260552532011-04-18T11:05:00.000-07:002011-04-18T11:05:04.235-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikGr7ti9ee9LqKn9KzrcrqI5EAL7tVObAVpcv9E8tLSFTiJTK5PwXV2Z_uqiFuPZuPn-Mrfp6btK4IpB6jYYN_m-2pMqzwnZlIrwDN21y5jOUTxYCH9iidy8nYWGG8vYEf5HUU7B2D09E/s1600/66651_139791902735686_136438366404373_208466_1908600_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikGr7ti9ee9LqKn9KzrcrqI5EAL7tVObAVpcv9E8tLSFTiJTK5PwXV2Z_uqiFuPZuPn-Mrfp6btK4IpB6jYYN_m-2pMqzwnZlIrwDN21y5jOUTxYCH9iidy8nYWGG8vYEf5HUU7B2D09E/s320/66651_139791902735686_136438366404373_208466_1908600_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><strong>Imagina,sueña,<u>odia</u><span style="font-size: large;"> la realidad</span></strong>.<strong>Ojos que</strong> <span style="color: lime;">no ven</span>,<em>corazón que sien</em>te <em><span style="font-size: large;">felicidad.</span></em>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1237612426666672388.post-52491527735294454982011-04-17T12:56:00.000-07:002011-04-17T12:56:50.346-07:00Le dije <span style="font-size: large;"><u>te quiero </u></span>a la misma persona qe <span style="color: purple;"><em>termine odiando,</em></span><span style="color: black;"> pero le dije <strong>teamo </strong>a la misma persona qe aún estoy </span><u><span style="color: purple; font-size: large;">olvidando.</span></u>Aarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08899178200255715179noreply@blogger.com0