<?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-11978068</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:02:30.069-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tan real Tan mentira!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cristian 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKhchOu8t3s/TD1IMexDe9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eTHHUUlFsoM/S220/P1020734.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11978068.post-113797439987262081</id><published>2006-01-22T20:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:16:15.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matando Canciones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Escenarios invalorables nos envuelven&lt;br /&gt;Resolviendo lo que no fuimos capaces de decir o hacer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odiando o amando a quien sea&lt;br /&gt;Disfrutando lo que alguna vez significó&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riendo como si fuese lo más grande que hayamos tenido&lt;br /&gt;Llorando como si el mundo se fuese a hundir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buenos momentos que adoramos&lt;br /&gt;Malos momentos que odiamos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguna de ellas es para ti&lt;br /&gt;Alguna de esas fue para mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esto es lo que yo quería&lt;br /&gt;Tu eres la que yo quería&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una y otra vez juntos o tan distantes&lt;br /&gt;Yo suelo sostenerme sin impedimentos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como si obtuviésemos lo que quisiéramos&lt;br /&gt;Y la esperanza no tuviese que esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay errores (en ti)&lt;br /&gt;No hay desdichas (en mi)&lt;br /&gt;No hay mentiras (en ti)&lt;br /&gt;No hay secretos (en mi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo quedamos nosotros&lt;br /&gt;Viviendo lo que anhelamos por tan solo un momento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque este ya esta por terminar&lt;br /&gt;Y el otro ya esté por comenzar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6426/993/1600/sp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6426/993/320/sp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11978068-113797439987262081?l=tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/feeds/113797439987262081/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11978068&amp;postID=113797439987262081&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/113797439987262081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/113797439987262081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/2006/01/matando-canciones.html' title='Matando Canciones'/><author><name>Cristian Guerra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656230286080163697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKhchOu8t3s/TD1IMexDe9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eTHHUUlFsoM/S220/P1020734.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11978068.post-113512864008891434</id><published>2005-12-20T22:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:12:29.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gris!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Tu rostro no hace más que deleitar&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez más intenso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te desplomas por quien no conoces&lt;br /&gt;… Sigues suplicando&lt;br /&gt;Tiempos difíciles para construir&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto entregarías por mis ojos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan vivo me haces sentir&lt;br /&gt;Como si fuera el cielo, la luna y el sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que de alguna manera&lt;br /&gt;… Puedo verme en ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deseo no desear lo indeseable&lt;br /&gt;Temo no ver mas allá de mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero saciarme de ti&lt;br /&gt;Hasta poder continuar&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que lo sepas&lt;br /&gt;Cambiarías tu fortuna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No imagines&lt;br /&gt;No te ilumines&lt;br /&gt;No te ahogues en mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No veas solo lo que quieras entender&lt;br /&gt;Pero no creas entender más de lo que puedas ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que es todo esto?&lt;br /&gt;Donde queda lo demás? : · $&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No veas más de lo que puedas entender&lt;br /&gt;Y no creas entender más de lo que pueda haber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguen los insultos : · (&lt;br /&gt;O tal vez ya no hay más!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta es la parte difícil!&lt;br /&gt;… Puedes ayudarme? ; · )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6426/993/1600/33106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6426/993/320/33106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"D'arcy y James"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11978068-113512864008891434?l=tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/feeds/113512864008891434/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11978068&amp;postID=113512864008891434&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/113512864008891434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/113512864008891434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/2005/12/gris.html' title='Gris!'/><author><name>Cristian Guerra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656230286080163697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKhchOu8t3s/TD1IMexDe9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eTHHUUlFsoM/S220/P1020734.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11978068.post-113512846150861425</id><published>2005-12-20T21:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:14:59.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VagaMundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Muestro mis alas&lt;br /&gt;Aturdo mi rumbo y vago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde todos ven mi caída&lt;br /&gt;Donde mi propia arma me destruye&lt;br /&gt;Donde todos pretenden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manía de miles de cobardes&lt;br /&gt;Pasando sin mirar&lt;br /&gt;Ven algo claro&lt;br /&gt;En sus estúpidas formas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descuido mi ánimo&lt;br /&gt;Y barres mis pasos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huyes de la vergüenza&lt;br /&gt;Como si robara una parte de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burlas van y vienen&lt;br /&gt;A quien has de temer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonríes pero no engañas&lt;br /&gt;Esta es tan solo otra señal de esperanza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora sal de una vez&lt;br /&gt;Desafíame&lt;br /&gt;Sin disimulos y sin miedo&lt;br /&gt;Hazme frente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy no basta con sonreír&lt;br /&gt;No basta con agradecer&lt;br /&gt;Menos con premiar algo distinto&lt;br /&gt;...Yo solo quiero seguir elevándome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6426/993/1600/050622_corgan_hmed_11a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6426/993/320/050622_corgan_hmed_11a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Billy Corgan"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11978068-113512846150861425?l=tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/feeds/113512846150861425/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11978068&amp;postID=113512846150861425&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/113512846150861425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/113512846150861425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/2005/12/angel-vaga-mundo.html' title='VagaMundo'/><author><name>Cristian Guerra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656230286080163697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKhchOu8t3s/TD1IMexDe9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eTHHUUlFsoM/S220/P1020734.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11978068.post-112430202354465205</id><published>2005-08-17T13:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:16:40.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yendo a Ningún Lugar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Ya no huelo a tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Tampoco a felicidad&lt;br /&gt;Gestos de inocencia en mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bajo y luego subo&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto falta por soñar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vigilo al sol de no caer&lt;br /&gt;Estrellas que no logro distinguir&lt;br /&gt;Me cautivan de espanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuido de ti&lt;br /&gt;Me antojo de paz&lt;br /&gt;Y huyo del socarrón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musas podrán haber&lt;br /&gt;Sonrisas podrán encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Tomo un seña y me cobijo en ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encuentro mas formas&lt;br /&gt;Que nos destruyen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamá continua sonriendo&lt;br /&gt;Corridas sin suavizar&lt;br /&gt;Papá guardó sus sueños&lt;br /&gt;Y jamás descubrió&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zapatos rotos danzan&lt;br /&gt;Chillidos de niños jugando&lt;br /&gt;Heridas se abrirán&lt;br /&gt;Otras cerraran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis calles brillaran&lt;br /&gt;Nuestro amor esperará&lt;br /&gt;Hasta donde llegaremos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie señaló como sería&lt;br /&gt;Yo solo sigo ahí&lt;br /&gt;No se aún en que?&lt;br /&gt;Vida o muerte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es perfección&lt;br /&gt;No es imposible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cavando, Cavando, Cavo...&lt;br /&gt;Vida o muerte?, vida o muerte?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6426/993/1600/top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6426/993/320/top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11978068-112430202354465205?l=tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/feeds/112430202354465205/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11978068&amp;postID=112430202354465205&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/112430202354465205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/112430202354465205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/2005/08/yendo-ningn-lugar.html' title='Yendo a Ningún Lugar'/><author><name>Cristian Guerra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656230286080163697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKhchOu8t3s/TD1IMexDe9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eTHHUUlFsoM/S220/P1020734.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11978068.post-112430054402206284</id><published>2005-08-17T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:17:18.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Desconocido</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;He olvidado lo que solía ser&lt;br /&gt;Ya no suelo estar para ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respiro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiemblas de rabia hacia ti&lt;br /&gt;Veo tus ojos y vuelves la mirada&lt;br /&gt;Como una simple reacción puede hacernos caer?&lt;br /&gt;Se acabaran las lagrimas de tanto sufrir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por un momento me sientes&lt;br /&gt;Y soy todo lo que quieres y necesitas&lt;br /&gt;Soy todo lo que habías pensado tener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como una simple palabra puede hacernos sentir tan...&lt;br /&gt;Reales... o tan sucios?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pienso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primero te vas sin razón&lt;br /&gt;Luego apareces de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;Y después vuelves a desaparecer ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora quédate donde estés&lt;br /&gt;No vuelvas... así estaré mejor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merodeas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vienes, tomas mi mano&lt;br /&gt;Me agradeces con tu mirada&lt;br /&gt;Y reclamas lo imposible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El estaba lejos&lt;br /&gt;Buscando nuevas esperanzas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy estoy por mi&lt;br /&gt;Ayer te busqué&lt;br /&gt;Rocé todo tu encanto&lt;br /&gt;Tu supusiste&lt;br /&gt;Tu me sentiste&lt;br /&gt;Quizás estabas soñando&lt;br /&gt;... Tal como yo lo hacia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy estoy por mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6426/993/1600/aan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6426/993/320/aan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"D'arcy Wretzky"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11978068-112430054402206284?l=tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/feeds/112430054402206284/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11978068&amp;postID=112430054402206284&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/112430054402206284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/112430054402206284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/2005/08/desconocido.html' title='Desconocido'/><author><name>Cristian Guerra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656230286080163697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKhchOu8t3s/TD1IMexDe9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eTHHUUlFsoM/S220/P1020734.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11978068.post-111757115243238176</id><published>2005-05-31T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:17:45.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitledzero0</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Tantas preguntas y tan pocas respuestas&lt;br /&gt;Tantos problemas y tan pocas soluciones&lt;br /&gt;Qué decir? Qué hacer?&lt;br /&gt;Qué pensar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si nuestros problemas&lt;br /&gt;Fueran nuestra paz?&lt;br /&gt;Y si nuestro sufrir&lt;br /&gt;Fuera nuestra alegría?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aún esta tu fe?&lt;br /&gt;Aún esta la esperanza?&lt;br /&gt;Aún crees en mi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pueden oírme cuando grito?&lt;br /&gt;Pueden ser felices?&lt;br /&gt;Pueden reír conmigo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantas lágrimas y tan pocas sonrisas&lt;br /&gt;Tantos amores y tantas desilusiones&lt;br /&gt;Tantos engaños y tan pocas verdades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pueden oír mi silencio?&lt;br /&gt;Moriría por no continuar&lt;br /&gt;Te arriesgarías también?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedes ver que aún creo en ti?&lt;br /&gt;Y si la mentira fuese nuestra verdad?&lt;br /&gt;Y si lo que vemos es lo que no es?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantas palabras y tan pocos hechos&lt;br /&gt;Tanta injusticia y tan poca realidad&lt;br /&gt;Tantas ideas y tan pocos creen en ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uno mas, uno menos&lt;br /&gt;Que mas da!, aunque sean miles&lt;br /&gt;Mis engaños, tus engaños!&lt;br /&gt;Mi verdad o tu verdad!&lt;br /&gt;Sigo mi lucha!&lt;br /&gt;...Siguen conmigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/640/billy535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/320/billy535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.C. "El tiempo nunca es tiempo en absoluto" &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11978068-111757115243238176?l=tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/feeds/111757115243238176/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11978068&amp;postID=111757115243238176&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111757115243238176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111757115243238176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/2005/05/untitledzero0.html' title='Untitledzero0'/><author><name>Cristian Guerra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656230286080163697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKhchOu8t3s/TD1IMexDe9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eTHHUUlFsoM/S220/P1020734.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11978068.post-111738751132000883</id><published>2005-05-29T13:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:18:07.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueño incierto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;El día comienza&lt;br /&gt;Como otro de esos&lt;br /&gt;Donde la esperanza sigue ahí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira mi ser&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que estoy aquí!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedo sentir dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;Necesito tu mirada!&lt;br /&gt;Necesito tu deseo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que incierto!&lt;br /&gt;Crees que me sostienes&lt;br /&gt;Pero aún así no es suficiente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puede ser el principio de un sueño!&lt;br /&gt;Cree en mi!&lt;br /&gt;Puedo ser tu necesidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siénteme&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo siente&lt;br /&gt;Mi miseria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo aun sigo confiando&lt;br /&gt;Y mi deseo sufre&lt;br /&gt;Porqué sigue mi sueño?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estrellas hay muchas&lt;br /&gt;Ya es medianoche&lt;br /&gt;Y aun sigo esperando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperando por tu amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/640/sigur%20ros%2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/320/sigur%20ros%2004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.R. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11978068-111738751132000883?l=tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/feeds/111738751132000883/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11978068&amp;postID=111738751132000883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111738751132000883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111738751132000883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/2005/05/sueo-incierto.html' title='Sueño incierto'/><author><name>Cristian Guerra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656230286080163697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKhchOu8t3s/TD1IMexDe9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eTHHUUlFsoM/S220/P1020734.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11978068.post-111738714119479787</id><published>2005-05-29T13:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:18:27.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuera de tiempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Dulce niña&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera el mundo entero&lt;br /&gt;Como la verdad se hará cierta?&lt;br /&gt;Como no he de estar ahí?&lt;br /&gt;Como no haz de florecer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si el tiempo nos ayuda a olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Será mejor lo que hace?&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo tendrá siempre la razón?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si no fuera así?&lt;br /&gt;Tendría que estar ahí!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulce niña&lt;br /&gt;Como he querido querer tu sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;Como he confiado en tu sed&lt;br /&gt;Como he estado donde debería estar&lt;br /&gt;Como he vivido lo que he sentido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si el tiempo me ayuda a querer&lt;br /&gt;Olvida que nunca estaré ahí&lt;br /&gt;Ahora de quién es la razón?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulce niña&lt;br /&gt;Como sientes no sentirme&lt;br /&gt;Como juzgar mi invalidez&lt;br /&gt;Como querer que no sea esta la manera&lt;br /&gt;Como ver lo que es pero saber lo que no hay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si lo imposible no estuviera donde estaríamos?&lt;br /&gt;Sabes de ese mundo&lt;br /&gt;Ese donde no existe lo imposible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dejado lo amargo&lt;br /&gt;Se donde estoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/640/THEFUTUREEMBRACE_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/320/THEFUTUREEMBRACE_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.C. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11978068-111738714119479787?l=tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/feeds/111738714119479787/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11978068&amp;postID=111738714119479787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111738714119479787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111738714119479787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/2005/05/fuera-de-tiempo.html' title='Fuera de tiempo'/><author><name>Cristian Guerra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656230286080163697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKhchOu8t3s/TD1IMexDe9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eTHHUUlFsoM/S220/P1020734.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11978068.post-111535121885877104</id><published>2005-05-06T02:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:18:51.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dulce Extraño</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Extraño suelo ser&lt;br /&gt;Pero soy ese alguien para tu luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que de lejos tan solo espera&lt;br /&gt;Que sigas brillando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ven!... disfrútame&lt;br /&gt;Disfruta mi silencio&lt;br /&gt;Y mis deseos de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disfruta mi sonido&lt;br /&gt;Disfruta mi voz&lt;br /&gt;Disfrútame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdámonos de todo&lt;br /&gt;Vivamos lo nunca vivido&lt;br /&gt;Y no perdamos lo dulce&lt;br /&gt;De nuestra extrañeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seamos todo...&lt;br /&gt;Dulces extraños&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres mía... mía&lt;br /&gt;Como mi manera de reír&lt;br /&gt;Y de gritar que estoy ahí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para esa dulce voz&lt;br /&gt;Para ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/640/band_adore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/320/band_adore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.P. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11978068-111535121885877104?l=tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/feeds/111535121885877104/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11978068&amp;postID=111535121885877104&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111535121885877104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111535121885877104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/2005/05/dulce-extrao.html' title='Dulce Extraño'/><author><name>Cristian Guerra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656230286080163697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKhchOu8t3s/TD1IMexDe9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eTHHUUlFsoM/S220/P1020734.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11978068.post-111517565067194230</id><published>2005-05-03T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:19:21.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdido</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;No soy yo esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Amargura&lt;br /&gt;devuelve mi sentir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya todo terminó&lt;br /&gt;Ahora puedo esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada significó mi tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Y solo quiero sentir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fue solo el silencio&lt;br /&gt;Que brilló en ti&lt;br /&gt;Ya estoy de vuelta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo tuve la imagen&lt;br /&gt;Ahora el recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fue solo tu sentir&lt;br /&gt;Desearía haber sido el sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ese que relumbró mi sombra&lt;br /&gt;Siempre fue así&lt;br /&gt;Solo que no estuve ahí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/640/billy076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/320/billy076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy C. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11978068-111517565067194230?l=tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/feeds/111517565067194230/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11978068&amp;postID=111517565067194230&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111517565067194230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111517565067194230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/2005/05/perdido.html' title='Perdido'/><author><name>Cristian Guerra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656230286080163697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKhchOu8t3s/TD1IMexDe9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eTHHUUlFsoM/S220/P1020734.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11978068.post-111289520081061546</id><published>2005-04-07T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:19:39.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Sostengo mi baston&lt;br /&gt;Y me vuelvo a mover&lt;br /&gt;Hacia donde no tengo vista alguna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que frio siente mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Y ademas me vuelve un inutil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que dolor! El de mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Con el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Ya nada recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me siento un tonto&lt;br /&gt;Sin haber vivido&lt;br /&gt;Ya no recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;...Ni su voz&lt;br /&gt;...Ni su mirada&lt;br /&gt;...Ni su sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo sé que estuvo ahi&lt;br /&gt;No sé donde&lt;br /&gt;No la vi&lt;br /&gt;Sera en mi cabeza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otra historia mas&lt;br /&gt;Que vive en el lejano recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;Y que se siente tan cercano&lt;br /&gt;En estas dulces letras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que ahora estan en mi corazon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/640/billy644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/320/billy644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.C. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11978068-111289520081061546?l=tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/feeds/111289520081061546/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11978068&amp;postID=111289520081061546&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111289520081061546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111289520081061546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/2005/04/end-s.html' title='End S'/><author><name>Cristian Guerra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656230286080163697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKhchOu8t3s/TD1IMexDe9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eTHHUUlFsoM/S220/P1020734.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11978068.post-111289575427424179</id><published>2005-04-07T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:19:59.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueños O Realidad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;El tiempo me abandona&lt;br /&gt;Y yo abandono mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;Esos que no sé si podré tener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qué tengo que esperar?&lt;br /&gt;El miedo nos vence&lt;br /&gt;Y secuestra nuestras vidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy tu despojo&lt;br /&gt;Desesperado por encontrar&lt;br /&gt;La amargura de tu condición&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sé lo que eres!&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes lo que soy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un mar de cenizas&lt;br /&gt;Que estará ahí&lt;br /&gt;Muy ahí en el fondo de la realidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si dijera mil cosas&lt;br /&gt;Para distraer tu dolor&lt;br /&gt;Me dejarías?&lt;br /&gt;Me amarías?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encuéntrame&lt;br /&gt;Y piérdete en lo que soy&lt;br /&gt;Y siempre seré...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/640/billy502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/78/6067/320/billy502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.C. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11978068-111289575427424179?l=tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/feeds/111289575427424179/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11978068&amp;postID=111289575427424179&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111289575427424179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11978068/posts/default/111289575427424179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanrealtanmentira.blogspot.com/2005/04/sueos-o-realidad.html' title='Sueños O Realidad?'/><author><name>Cristian Guerra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656230286080163697</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKhchOu8t3s/TD1IMexDe9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eTHHUUlFsoM/S220/P1020734.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
