<?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-7859521322345077786</id><updated>2011-12-27T01:31:35.845-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Glass Cherry</title><subtitle type='html'>Palabras al viento...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-40751849498780371</id><published>2011-12-27T01:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T01:31:35.848-03:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3uKbk3L684M/TvlJ851cbPI/AAAAAAAAARU/3763SxM_qhY/s1600/Tristeza_by_trusq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3uKbk3L684M/TvlJ851cbPI/AAAAAAAAARU/3763SxM_qhY/s320/Tristeza_by_trusq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690660914825293042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-40751849498780371?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/40751849498780371/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=40751849498780371' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/40751849498780371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/40751849498780371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3uKbk3L684M/TvlJ851cbPI/AAAAAAAAARU/3763SxM_qhY/s72-c/Tristeza_by_trusq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-1287575959691550776</id><published>2011-11-15T02:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T02:35:08.475-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amour Amour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2UGvRHxbRz8/TsHz4DBGxLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/t6Z6SFq0RAA/s1600/167088_1805816504042_1198789590_32111123_7955277_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2UGvRHxbRz8/TsHz4DBGxLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/t6Z6SFq0RAA/s320/167088_1805816504042_1198789590_32111123_7955277_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675085149671703730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dedicare esta entrada exclusivamente a ti, mi amor.&lt;div&gt;porque eres mejor porque...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(acaba de temblar y me dolio la guatita)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en fin sigamos, es dificil decir todo lo que siento pero siempre se me ha hecho mas facil escribirlo y bien lo sabes,  he logrado cambiar mucho de mi para bien y todo a sido gracias a ti, es mas puedo decir que he crecido como persona junto a ti y no solo para los lados jaja.Sino que siento mi corazon un poco mas llenito de amor y no solo hacia a ti porque tambien aprendi a querer a quienes tengo a mi alrededor que estoy segura que sin ti aun seguiria siendo tan fria como siempre lo fui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hasta el dia que comenzo nuestra relacion y todo comenzo a cambiar es impresionante todo lo que hemos pasado en estos dos años 4 meses y casi  4 dias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y a veces pienso que estabamos pre destinados que tarde o temprano nos uniriamos de una u otra forma iba a haber un lazo que nos acercaria y lo mejor es que llego en el momento justo. Cuando menos lo esperaba y mas lo queria, y llegaste para cambiarlo todo desde mi interior comenzo un tipo de florecimiento a partir de mi corazon de mi mente mi piel y todos lo notaban y agradesco a Dios o a quien escriba nuestros destino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A primera vista yo vi simplemente un buen amigo pero que con el paso de los años me resulto alguien muy interesante que veia la vida como yo, que sentia como yo, que tenia gustos como yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoy que miro hacia atras recuerdo tantas cosas que hemos pasado tantas tonteras tantos nervios besos timidos caricias, miradas, risas y quiza son una tontera pero muy linda me llena de maripositas en la guata recordar cuando salimos por 1º vez a celebrar mi cumpleaños y los primeros momentos juntos en la bandera o ese parque donde tu trabajabas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y ahora hemos cambiado pero hemos cambiado para bien, hemos madurado poquito pero lo hemos hecho y me encanta te lo he dicho y lo vuelvo a repetir me encanta la relacion que tenemos mucha confianza mucho amor y nada de pelas y discusiones, como no voy a ser feliz asi? si tengo a un hombre que lo da todo por mi? y lo mejor es que es de los que no se averguenzan de decirlo! Como no te voy a amar asi? si somos el complemento perfecto el uno para el otro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-1287575959691550776?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1287575959691550776/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=1287575959691550776' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1287575959691550776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1287575959691550776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2011/11/amour-amour.html' title='Amour Amour'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2UGvRHxbRz8/TsHz4DBGxLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/t6Z6SFq0RAA/s72-c/167088_1805816504042_1198789590_32111123_7955277_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-3960903961507776721</id><published>2011-11-10T02:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T02:20:14.335-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Es amor no Obligacion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oX3OiWmZDU/TrtavHDbSFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/l89bu9CmV0c/s1600/esposados.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oX3OiWmZDU/TrtavHDbSFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/l89bu9CmV0c/s320/esposados.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673227920997042258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para la gente el matrimonio es una obligación para estar dentro de los estándares de la sociedad, para no demostrar deshonra en la familia; aun en pleno siglo XXI las apariencias siguen siendo muy fuertes como si a alguien realmente le importara.&lt;div&gt;Para otros es mero  tramite que no tiene valor alguno mas que firmar un contrato y demostrar lujo en inmensas fiestas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero para la gente que aun sigue creyendo en el alma gemela, el amor verdadero aunque suene cursi creemos en el amor, en el compañerismo para con el otro, en la fidelidad, en la totalidad sinceridad el respeto y total comprensión. Es un total compromiso que se hace desde el corazón, nuestra mente y nuestra alma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y es eso lo que espero yo contigo total entrega y amor verdadero para el resto de nuestras vidas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la unión mas  bonita que el mundo pueda ver, la unión de dos fuerzas que nacieron para estar juntas y que saben que a pesar de los siglos y siglos las almas se volverán a unir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7859521322345077786-3960903961507776721?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/3960903961507776721/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=3960903961507776721' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/3960903961507776721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/3960903961507776721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2011/11/es-amor-no-obligacion.html' title='Es amor no Obligacion'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oX3OiWmZDU/TrtavHDbSFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/l89bu9CmV0c/s72-c/esposados.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-9148839783230692312</id><published>2011-11-10T01:34:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T01:59:35.041-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aske</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oCC22623-VU/TrtY1KB2hNI/AAAAAAAAAQY/NJWwHLUr3JM/s1600/dark-angel-1600x1000.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oCC22623-VU/TrtY1KB2hNI/AAAAAAAAAQY/NJWwHLUr3JM/s320/dark-angel-1600x1000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673225825851704530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;¿Como se puede ver a través de los ojos y llegar a los pensamientos?&lt;div&gt;es un imposible, imposible saber que oscuros pensamientos pasan cada segundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imposible corroer tan perfecta sonrisa, que careta mas falsa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que vueltas da la vida y que grande es el amor de dios para algunos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7859521322345077786-9148839783230692312?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/9148839783230692312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=9148839783230692312' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/9148839783230692312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/9148839783230692312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2011/11/aske.html' title='Aske'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oCC22623-VU/TrtY1KB2hNI/AAAAAAAAAQY/NJWwHLUr3JM/s72-c/dark-angel-1600x1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-1664459531936655667</id><published>2011-11-10T01:14:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T01:31:11.945-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JeAA7QzBPI8/TrtQfRoig0I/AAAAAAAAAQM/_KFF2Po9Lic/s1600/reloj-de-arena.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JeAA7QzBPI8/TrtQfRoig0I/AAAAAAAAAQM/_KFF2Po9Lic/s320/reloj-de-arena.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673216653842875202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aveces siento que el tiempo se hace tan corto que mi vida pasa volando&lt;div&gt;Por mi lado pasan las risa, las penas, los amigos, la familia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y me apena el darme cuenta que todo corre tan deprisa frente a mi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y yo me muevo junto a la multitud de gente pero en el fondo sola&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Observo como se mueve la gente pero la gente no me ve a mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y me da pavor ver como podemos ser tan desconsiderados &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tan individualistas que no empatizamos con nuestro compañero de al lado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No nos tomamos un respiro; siento que estoy al borde del colapso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quisiera tirar todo a un bote de basura pero si hiciera eso mi vida queda vacía&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estoy encerrada en un laberinto en el que tengo fácil una salida pero en la que podría morir &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O luchar para mantenerme dentro de el para salir airosa en un futuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengo miedo del tiempo, de lo que pueda pasar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de que mi vida se vaya como se van las hojas con el viento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7859521322345077786-1664459531936655667?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1664459531936655667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=1664459531936655667' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1664459531936655667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1664459531936655667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2011/11/tiempo.html' title='Tiempo'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JeAA7QzBPI8/TrtQfRoig0I/AAAAAAAAAQM/_KFF2Po9Lic/s72-c/reloj-de-arena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-7396207309109553667</id><published>2011-10-25T01:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T02:09:30.282-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kmm1TtE2mFQ/TqZCXyw7GFI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5Q1moV6IhdI/s1600/1255575770440_f.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kmm1TtE2mFQ/TqZCXyw7GFI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5Q1moV6IhdI/s320/1255575770440_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667290157623744594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Como se puede definir tan pequeña pero tan hermosa y compleja palabra?&lt;div&gt;Amor, amor lo es todo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor es aceptación, tolerancia, es alegría, es seguridad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor es silencio, amor son miradas, amor es complicidad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor es una fuerza, es una química, es natural.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor es vida, es salud, amor son las caricias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Los besos robados, los dulces besos robados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor es tiempo, dedicación, detalles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor son minutos y horas que transcurren sin que nos demos cuenta días, meses, años.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor es compañía, es amistad, amor es familia, es proyección.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor es mas que la palabra amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y todas estas definiciones de amor eso eres tu. Mi Amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7859521322345077786-7396207309109553667?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/7396207309109553667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=7396207309109553667' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/7396207309109553667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/7396207309109553667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2011/10/amor.html' title='Amor'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kmm1TtE2mFQ/TqZCXyw7GFI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5Q1moV6IhdI/s72-c/1255575770440_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-6014454010825249039</id><published>2011-10-24T03:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T03:46:55.236-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CoSF5nPo07g/TqUJC218f5I/AAAAAAAAAPs/zYucS4dIj6M/s1600/primer-dia-de-primavera.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CoSF5nPo07g/TqUJC218f5I/AAAAAAAAAPs/zYucS4dIj6M/s320/primer-dia-de-primavera.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666945650801803154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Porque yo se que el camino a la felicidad es junto a ti, &lt;div&gt;que cada paso que demos por muy lento que sea va con toda seguridad.&lt;div&gt;Porque se que estamos hechos el uno para el otro sin ti no vivo y sin mi no vives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque se que esto no es un capricho ni una ilusion; es una realidad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La realidad mas bonita que la vida me ha podido dar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-6014454010825249039?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/6014454010825249039/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=6014454010825249039' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6014454010825249039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6014454010825249039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2011/10/felicidad.html' title='Felicidad'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CoSF5nPo07g/TqUJC218f5I/AAAAAAAAAPs/zYucS4dIj6M/s72-c/primer-dia-de-primavera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-8604798065527401889</id><published>2011-10-24T03:37:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T04:07:34.419-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragmento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WJfTZbneqn4/TqUIFWcCuwI/AAAAAAAAAPg/uU85RTTHnH4/s1600/pareja-sundown.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WJfTZbneqn4/TqUIFWcCuwI/AAAAAAAAAPg/uU85RTTHnH4/s320/pareja-sundown.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666944594131204866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras,&lt;div&gt;secretamente,entre la sombra y el alma..&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); font-family: TimelessTLig; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); font-family: TimelessTLig; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); font-family: TimelessTLig; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Soneto XVII; Pablo Neruda.&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/7859521322345077786-8604798065527401889?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/8604798065527401889/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=8604798065527401889' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8604798065527401889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8604798065527401889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2011/10/fragmento.html' title='Fragmento'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WJfTZbneqn4/TqUIFWcCuwI/AAAAAAAAAPg/uU85RTTHnH4/s72-c/pareja-sundown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-4615020058093003830</id><published>2011-10-24T03:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T03:37:26.795-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Horror</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fvJaaMts0cI/TqUEcmY0pKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-5rkz2-nin8/s1600/Dark_Embrace_by_InnMemoriam.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fvJaaMts0cI/TqUEcmY0pKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-5rkz2-nin8/s320/Dark_Embrace_by_InnMemoriam.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666940595503146146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... y siento que de a poco se consume mi alegría,&lt;div&gt;poco a poco mi sonrisa se va tensando &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y mis pensamientos no saben donde ir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se me nubla la mente lentamente pierdo la conciencia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y cuando despierto, despierto en mi cama como si nada hubiera pasado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-4615020058093003830?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/4615020058093003830/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=4615020058093003830' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/4615020058093003830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/4615020058093003830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2011/10/horror.html' title='Horror'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fvJaaMts0cI/TqUEcmY0pKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-5rkz2-nin8/s72-c/Dark_Embrace_by_InnMemoriam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-3260057943658156691</id><published>2011-09-15T02:51:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T02:57:53.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Stirb nicht vor mir..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vNxzaRhY7ng/TnGSgAkzGaI/AAAAAAAAAPI/HdfwOMisDiE/s1600/pareja-sundown.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vNxzaRhY7ng/TnGSgAkzGaI/AAAAAAAAAPI/HdfwOMisDiE/s320/pareja-sundown.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652460085934496162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;No te mueras antes que yo &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... A veces el amor parece tan lejano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo espero aquí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de tu amor no me puedo despedir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo espero aquí...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rammstein &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7859521322345077786-3260057943658156691?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/3260057943658156691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=3260057943658156691' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/3260057943658156691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/3260057943658156691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2011/09/stirb-nicht-vor-mir.html' title='Stirb nicht vor mir..'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vNxzaRhY7ng/TnGSgAkzGaI/AAAAAAAAAPI/HdfwOMisDiE/s72-c/pareja-sundown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-6828035902134438058</id><published>2011-09-15T02:26:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T02:30:58.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Libertad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMvaepi3_5w/TnGMq3ah-UI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Z-bcT4y2v6k/s1600/148543_1728180921763_1155651424_31990484_8355468_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMvaepi3_5w/TnGMq3ah-UI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Z-bcT4y2v6k/s320/148543_1728180921763_1155651424_31990484_8355468_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652453675384305986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;b&gt;. y es que aveces quiero alzar el vuelo y ser libre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;pero caigo y me doy cuenta que mis plumas no son lo suficientemente fuerte para volar....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-6828035902134438058?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/6828035902134438058/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=6828035902134438058' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6828035902134438058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6828035902134438058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2011/09/libertad.html' title='Libertad'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMvaepi3_5w/TnGMq3ah-UI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Z-bcT4y2v6k/s72-c/148543_1728180921763_1155651424_31990484_8355468_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-8470827127098362232</id><published>2011-09-15T02:01:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T02:10:52.257-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Para mi amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nehVnYPhjEk/TnGHCfC8WsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kl8i1I2-nQ4/s1600/P1210383.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nehVnYPhjEk/TnGHCfC8WsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kl8i1I2-nQ4/s320/P1210383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652447484090014402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Muchas son las veces que contigo bajé &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;corriendo las carreteras bajo la lluvia de tu antigua ciudad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Muchas las vidas que viví en cada día y sepulté completamente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;No te rías de mí &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;No apartes la mirada  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Me seguirás con el sol en tus ojos y en ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Convaleciente y con las piernas de piedra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Pegarás a mi puerta e iremos hacia arriba hacia la blanca luz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;No lo creo así pero, ¿qué sé yo? ¿qué sé yo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;¡Lo sé!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Sé que piensas que me aferro a ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;y que me he quedado en el camino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;y que no entiendo las cosas como tú pero no es así  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;No te rías de mí &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;No apartes la mirada  Me seguirás con el sol en tus ojos y en ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Convaleciente y con las piernas de piedra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Pegarás a mi puerta e iremos hacia arriba hacia la blanca luz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;No lo creo así pero, ¿qué sé yo? ¿qué sé yo? ¡Lo sé!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;E iremos hacia arriba hacia la blanca luz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;No lo creo así pero, ¿qué sé yo? ¿qué sé yo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;¡Lo sé!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;( Bedshaped - Keane)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-8470827127098362232?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/8470827127098362232/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=8470827127098362232' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8470827127098362232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8470827127098362232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2011/09/para-mi-amor.html' title='Para mi amor'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nehVnYPhjEk/TnGHCfC8WsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kl8i1I2-nQ4/s72-c/P1210383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-5967870445847745594</id><published>2011-09-15T00:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T01:00:36.381-03:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;como se hace cuando tus ideales sobre pasan la realidad que puedes obtener?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uZdrhthPIc4/TnFyu1LHTcI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/H4I0UZfy3B0/s1600/Desiluci%25C3%25B3n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: right;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uZdrhthPIc4/TnFyu1LHTcI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/H4I0UZfy3B0/s320/Desiluci%25C3%25B3n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652425156199927234" /&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/7859521322345077786-5967870445847745594?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5967870445847745594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=5967870445847745594' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5967870445847745594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5967870445847745594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uZdrhthPIc4/TnFyu1LHTcI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/H4I0UZfy3B0/s72-c/Desiluci%25C3%25B3n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-6020532174651329166</id><published>2010-05-14T23:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T23:30:56.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S-4VZnyA8mI/AAAAAAAAAMc/eF_E2pVQrEU/s1600/461_BESOS%2520DE%2520PAPEL-1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S-4VZnyA8mI/AAAAAAAAAMc/eF_E2pVQrEU/s320/461_BESOS%2520DE%2520PAPEL-1%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471334127221404258" 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/7859521322345077786-6020532174651329166?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/6020532174651329166/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=6020532174651329166' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6020532174651329166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6020532174651329166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-wish.html' title='I wish'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S-4VZnyA8mI/AAAAAAAAAMc/eF_E2pVQrEU/s72-c/461_BESOS%2520DE%2520PAPEL-1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-4804003552571715796</id><published>2010-05-07T21:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:02:03.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S-TFrsDiOuI/AAAAAAAAAMM/PNnwrNlW_Ww/s1600/22432_1372351105673_1138641251_31099464_4843126_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S-TFrsDiOuI/AAAAAAAAAMM/PNnwrNlW_Ww/s320/22432_1372351105673_1138641251_31099464_4843126_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468713201885657826" 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/7859521322345077786-4804003552571715796?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/4804003552571715796/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=4804003552571715796' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/4804003552571715796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/4804003552571715796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S-TFrsDiOuI/AAAAAAAAAMM/PNnwrNlW_Ww/s72-c/22432_1372351105673_1138641251_31099464_4843126_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-8271377870999336000</id><published>2010-05-04T22:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:59:54.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Limito con el Sol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S-DeQwSgfDI/AAAAAAAAAME/IAX3fAU4JuM/s1600/1188227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S-DeQwSgfDI/AAAAAAAAAME/IAX3fAU4JuM/s320/1188227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467614327049583666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Ha pasado el tiempo aquí,&lt;br /&gt;tu calle sigue ahí&lt;br /&gt;estoy  pasando frente a ti&lt;br /&gt;y tomo de tu cara el valor y los recuerdos &lt;br /&gt;suman mil&lt;br /&gt;tomo de tu cara el valor y los recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;pasan frente a  ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te llevaré sin preguntar&lt;br /&gt;y tú, y tú también dirás&lt;br /&gt;te  quiero algo más&lt;br /&gt;y en esta ciudad&lt;br /&gt;me voy quedando junto a ti,&lt;br /&gt;limito  con el sol&lt;br /&gt;me acuesto con el mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha pasado el tiempo ya,&lt;br /&gt;mi casa sigue así&lt;br /&gt;sigo  buceando en mi interior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y tomo de tu cara el valor y los  recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;suman, suman mil&lt;br /&gt;tomo de tu cara el valor y los  recuerdos pasan frente a ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me tomarás sin preguntar y yo,&lt;br /&gt;y yo  también querré desearte algo más&lt;br /&gt;y en esta ciudad&lt;br /&gt;te fui  amando solo a ti,&lt;br /&gt;recuerdos del ayer&lt;br /&gt;recuerdos para amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te llevaré sin preguntar y tú ,&lt;br /&gt;y  tú también dirás te quiero algo más&lt;br /&gt;y en esta ciudad&lt;br /&gt;me voy  quedando junto a ti,&lt;br /&gt;limito con el sol&lt;br /&gt;me acuesto con el mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Saiko&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/7859521322345077786-8271377870999336000?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/8271377870999336000/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=8271377870999336000' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8271377870999336000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8271377870999336000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2010/05/limito-con-el-sol.html' title='Limito con el Sol'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S-DeQwSgfDI/AAAAAAAAAME/IAX3fAU4JuM/s72-c/1188227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-3401389708842220702</id><published>2010-03-05T23:09:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:01:18.589-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Terremoto en Chile - 27/02/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S5G6HsoMJJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/D82BbsQiHm0/s1600-h/1267544671554_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445338065869218962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S5G6HsoMJJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/D82BbsQiHm0/s320/1267544671554_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Madrugada del Sabado 03:34 am. Desperte por un temblor me acomode y espere a que pasara el temblor para seguir durmiendo pero no, el temblor seguia , luego fue mas intenso ...Esa noche estabamos solas con mis hermanas de 13 y 14 años. Mis papas estaban en la region del Maule, especificamente en Parral. Asi que estaba durmiendo en la cama de mis papas con mi hermana de 14 derrepente ella se levanta de la cama y dice TERREMOTO! me levante rapido y me di cuenta que no podia estar de pie me afirme de la ventana y aun asi no podia. Aún asi sali de la pieza y me acorde que mi hermana de 13 estaba sola durmiendo asi que le grite para que bajara al 1º piso, y baje a abrir la puerta, mi otra hermana la fue a buscar mientras yo bajaba nose como baje sin caerme pero llegue abajo y se me vino la T.V encima asi que como pude me pare y afirme la tv mientras bajaban mis hermanas mientras una abria la puerta la otra se afirmaba de mi aunque no pudo mantenerse en pie se cayo y se afirmaba de mis piernas y esto seguia....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Todo se venia abajo vasos, copas botellas, platos, lamparas, olla, etc...estabamos sin luz no veiamos nada se escuchaban explotar cosas afuera los bomberos la gente gritando, llorando Fue terrible. Sin duda la peor noche de mi vida. No sabia que hacer como reaccionar mas que estar en el umbral de la puerta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Se me pasaron mil cosas por la mente ya casi ni recuerdo que fueron segundos en los que vi pasar toda mi vida lo que he vivido lo que he pensado vivir y muy desde el fondo pedia que todo esto terminara luego..se me hizo eterno.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Como estaba sin luz escuche la radio desde mi celular:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Terremoto en Chile 8.5º en escala de Richter, Que horror!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;solas en Santiago , sentadas en el suelo despues de un terremoto....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Se puede pensar en algo en esos momentos? sabia perfectamente que con mis papas no me podia comunicar asi que ni lo intente y en el fondo sabia que ellos estaban bien pero que si iban a estar muy preocupados por nosotras. Lo asi que a la primera persona que intente llamar fue a mi pololo...pero nada...no podia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lo intente mil veces y no pude, me dio tanta impotencia ver a mi hermana menor llorando y a la otra que no reaccionaba.....que se hace despues de esto??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;que debo? hacer? nada sacaba con llorar? asi que no , evite llorar para que si de nada servia? intente mantenerme firme ante todo pensando que hacer caminaba de un lado a otro...tomaba aire, miraba la luna estaba muy brillante y con una aureola roja...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;estuvimos toda la noche afuera...cerca de las 5 o 6 am nos fuimos a la casa de mi amiga para estar juntas...en un momento intentamos dormir pero vino una replica y nos tuvimos que levantar asi que no dormimos nada esa noche, durante la mañana limpiamos un poco la casa...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me pude comunicar con muchos familiares y mi pololo todos estaban bien pero preocupados. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya ha pasado casi una semana despues del terremoto mis papas recien pudieron volver el dia miercoles 3 . las replicas continuan y aun cuando tiembla se me revuelve el estomago me duele la guata y me pongo nerviosa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Segun dicen...esto tardara quiza dias , semanas , meses y yo solo quiero que esto termine ya no quiero mas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/7859521322345077786-3401389708842220702?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/3401389708842220702/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=3401389708842220702' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-7759049413778395732</id><published>2010-01-26T20:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:48:04.665-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nymphetamime - Cradle of filth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S19_F5uWHPI/AAAAAAAAALw/WuoiTCrVDc0/s1600-h/Mujer+%28114%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S19_F5uWHPI/AAAAAAAAALw/WuoiTCrVDc0/s320/Mujer+%28114%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431199415003389170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Guiada hacia el rio&lt;br /&gt;en el verano, agite&lt;br /&gt;el cuello de cisnes negros&lt;br /&gt;con la esperanza sobre la tumba&lt;br /&gt;a través de un septiembre rojo&lt;br /&gt;con los cielos pavimentados de fuego&lt;br /&gt;pedí que aparecieras&lt;br /&gt;como una espina para los santos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fria estaba mi alma&lt;br /&gt;incontable fue el dolor&lt;br /&gt;que enfrenté cuando me dejaste&lt;br /&gt;uanrosa en la lluvia&lt;br /&gt;asi que jure a la navaja&lt;br /&gt;que nunca mas, encadenado&lt;br /&gt;podrían tus oscuras uñas de fe&lt;br /&gt;volver a clavarse en mis venas de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desnuda sobre tu tumba&lt;br /&gt;soy una oración para tu soledad&lt;br /&gt;y vendrás pronto a mi?&lt;br /&gt;por una vez en un tiempo&lt;br /&gt;de los lazos de tu soledad&lt;br /&gt;siempre podré encontrar&lt;br /&gt;la cerradura correcta para tu llave sagrada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seis pies, profunda es la incision&lt;br /&gt;en mi corazón, esa prision sin barreras&lt;br /&gt;decolora todo con la vision del tunel&lt;br /&gt;atardecedora ninfatamina&lt;br /&gt;enfermo y débil mi condicion&lt;br /&gt;esta lujuria una adiccion vampirica&lt;br /&gt;para su sola completa sumision&lt;br /&gt;nada mejor, ninfatamina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naufragado por tus encantos&lt;br /&gt;estoy acorralado como una presa&lt;br /&gt;en el bosque&lt;br /&gt;donde los susurros persuaden&lt;br /&gt;mas rastros de azucar&lt;br /&gt;mas blancas mujeres dejadas&lt;br /&gt;como pilares de sal&lt;br /&gt;(recordando Sodoma en la noche de la bahia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerre mis brazos&lt;br /&gt;sostuve tu sacudimiento mesmerico&lt;br /&gt;y baile para la luna&lt;br /&gt;Como cuando lo haciamos en los dias dorados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bautizando estrellas&lt;br /&gt;recuerdo la forma&lt;br /&gt;eramps cuchara y aguja&lt;br /&gt;perdidos en el heno ardiente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desnuda sobre tu tumba&lt;br /&gt;soy una oración para tu soledad&lt;br /&gt;y vendrás pronto a mi?&lt;br /&gt;por una vez en un tiempo&lt;br /&gt;de los lazos de tu soledad&lt;br /&gt;siempre podré encontrar&lt;br /&gt;la cerradura correcta para tu llave sagrada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seis pies, profunda es la incision&lt;br /&gt;en mi corazón, esa prision sin barreras&lt;br /&gt;decolora todo con la vision del tunel&lt;br /&gt;atardecedora ninfatamina&lt;br /&gt;enfermo y débil mi condicion&lt;br /&gt;esta lujuria una adiccion vampirica&lt;br /&gt;para su sola completa sumision&lt;br /&gt;nada mejor, ninfatamina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-7759049413778395732?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/S19_F5uWHPI/AAAAAAAAALw/WuoiTCrVDc0/s72-c/Mujer+%28114%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-1633647271658081636</id><published>2009-12-30T23:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:49:31.517-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrancame la vida - Nicole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SzwQK733CtI/AAAAAAAAALg/CTebUhlR4pw/s1600-h/17564_1321411118094_1315295483_893771_4587627_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SzwQK733CtI/AAAAAAAAALg/CTebUhlR4pw/s320/17564_1321411118094_1315295483_893771_4587627_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421225831503956690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Ven y líbrame de esta agonía&lt;br /&gt;Alíviame el dolor de tu sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;Ven y sáname esta herida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame un corazón, dame pastillas&lt;br /&gt;Sé mi enfermedad y mi salida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ven y arráncame la vida de una vez&lt;br /&gt;Toda de una vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atrévete a salvarme, ayúdame a encontrarte&lt;br /&gt;Yo resucitare, por que sé eres lo que siempre espere&lt;br /&gt;Atrévete a salvarme, oblígame a escucharte&lt;br /&gt;Y también te sanare, y veras que tu remedio está en mi piel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame una ilusión, dame caricias&lt;br /&gt;Aleja de mi mente eso suicida y ven y sáname esta herida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame un latido mas, dame un abrazo&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifícame junto a tus labios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ven y arráncame la vida de una vez&lt;br /&gt;Toda de una vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atrévete a salvarme, ayúdame a encontrarte&lt;br /&gt;Yo resucitare, por que sé eres lo que siempre espere&lt;br /&gt;Atrévete a salvarme, oblígame a encontrarte&lt;br /&gt;Y también te sanare y veras que tu remedio esta en mi piel&lt;br /&gt;Atrévete a salvarme, ayúdame a encontrarte&lt;br /&gt;Yo resucitare, por que sé eres lo que siempre espere&lt;br /&gt;Atrévete a salvarme, oblígame a escucharte&lt;br /&gt;Y también te sanare y veras que tu remedio esta en mi piel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-1633647271658081636?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1633647271658081636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=1633647271658081636' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1633647271658081636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1633647271658081636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/12/arrancame-la-vida-nicole.html' title='Arrancame la vida - Nicole'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SzwQK733CtI/AAAAAAAAALg/CTebUhlR4pw/s72-c/17564_1321411118094_1315295483_893771_4587627_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-118088358890671157</id><published>2009-11-26T12:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:07:02.328-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SxfbBGaZ7fI/AAAAAAAAALI/cmsLIxHCUk8/s1600-h/Love+(21).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411034289256656370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SxfbBGaZ7fI/AAAAAAAAALI/cmsLIxHCUk8/s320/Love+(21).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miércoles 2.33 am. Hace un momento deje de estudiar para relajarme y pensar en mi ; o mas bien en tí.&lt;br /&gt;Me recuesto sobre la cama, me coloco los audifonos y cierro los ojos mientras le subo el volumen a la musica.&lt;br /&gt;Te recuerdo, justo aquí, a mi lado, mirandome como si en el mundo no existiera nada mas que nosotros dos. Siento tu calor como si en verdad estuvieras a mi lado, acariciandome mientras me miras y sonries ( me fascina verte así).&lt;br /&gt;Te miro muy fijo a los ojos y trato de decirte lo que siento con una mirada.&lt;br /&gt;Creo que lo entiendes; Te acercas, me besas y me vuelves a mirar sin pronunciar una palabra por minutos.&lt;br /&gt;Las palabras sobran en nuestra burbuja.&lt;br /&gt;Me acerco a ti roso tus labios con los mios y respiramos el mismo aire (eso me encanta!) es un momento especial.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo contener las ganas de abrazarte fuerte contra mi y no separarme mas.&lt;br /&gt;Cierro los ojos y siento tu aroma, es tan agradable.&lt;br /&gt;2.55 am Abro los ojos&lt;br /&gt;Tu mirada, tu aroma, tu calor de desvanecen; Sólo queda un monton de papeles a mi alrededor y una sonrisa dibujada por tí en mis labios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-118088358890671157?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/118088358890671157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=118088358890671157' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/118088358890671157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/118088358890671157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/12/ilusion.html' title='Ilusion'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SxfbBGaZ7fI/AAAAAAAAALI/cmsLIxHCUk8/s72-c/Love+(21).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-8977501805218910097</id><published>2009-11-19T23:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:27:44.918-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Incoherencia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SwX7SzCoVVI/AAAAAAAAALA/mV2spI3V-ZY/s1600/oscuridad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406003228085605714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SwX7SzCoVVI/AAAAAAAAALA/mV2spI3V-ZY/s320/oscuridad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doncella deshonrada entre espinas&lt;br /&gt;que alguna vez fueron rosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una Calavera llora en una tumba aislada&lt;br /&gt;mientras un alma despierta inquieta es un infierno paralelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un angel bebe la sangre ardiende de su Dios&lt;br /&gt;y el demonio confiesa sus pecados arrodillado entre velas negras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una lagrima huye de la felicidad&lt;br /&gt;y se suicida entre un amor prohibido&lt;br /&gt;las caricias cortan las ropas&lt;br /&gt;de una virgen oscura&lt;br /&gt;mientras el frio se apodera de una estrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las promesas rotas se cumplen&lt;br /&gt;y una rosa agoniza entre la primavera eterna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llora una niña que comprende lo imposible,&lt;br /&gt;la incoherencia habla claro en almas perdidas&lt;br /&gt;y se pierde el significado de la vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un demonio triste sonrie,&lt;br /&gt;junto a un angel enamorado&lt;br /&gt;y las predicciones apocalipticas de un pasado remoto&lt;br /&gt;se pierde en el vacio  ignoto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La doncella deshonrada sonrie,&lt;br /&gt;mientras la sangre corre en rios...&lt;br /&gt;almas oscuras torturan&lt;br /&gt;y el amor muere...y el amor muere...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-8977501805218910097?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/8977501805218910097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=8977501805218910097' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8977501805218910097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8977501805218910097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/11/incoherencia.html' title='Incoherencia'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SwX7SzCoVVI/AAAAAAAAALA/mV2spI3V-ZY/s72-c/oscuridad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-5096884321210533185</id><published>2009-11-14T00:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:21:23.669-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sv4hM67aHsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/aHm9U6rV2IA/s1600-h/4061194589_3039a81885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403793108751752898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sv4hM67aHsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/aHm9U6rV2IA/s320/4061194589_3039a81885.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-5096884321210533185?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5096884321210533185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=5096884321210533185' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5096884321210533185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5096884321210533185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sv4hM67aHsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/aHm9U6rV2IA/s72-c/4061194589_3039a81885.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-2127030937797802068</id><published>2009-10-09T00:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:15:11.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Ss61lrcLjMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/aVSEHqsllYg/s1600-h/Manos+(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390445462929771714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Ss61lrcLjMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/aVSEHqsllYg/s320/Manos+(8).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El hombre vive y muere muchas veces entre sus dos eternidades,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la de la estirpe y la del alma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y la vieja Irlanda lo sabia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muera el hombre en su lecho &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o bien caiga por arma de fuego,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;una breve separacion de los suyos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;es lo unico que debe temer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunque es larga la tarea de los sepultureros,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sus palas son resistentes y sus musculos fuertes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No hacen sino devolver a los que entierran a la mente de los hombres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;W.B.YEATS&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/7859521322345077786-2127030937797802068?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/2127030937797802068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=2127030937797802068' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/2127030937797802068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/2127030937797802068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/10/ii.html' title='II'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Ss61lrcLjMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/aVSEHqsllYg/s72-c/Manos+(8).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-6662169394028060512</id><published>2009-09-29T00:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T00:00:56.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SsGGdI3r5xI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eULI5GJGt9M/s1600-h/Vida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386734464467199762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SsGGdI3r5xI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eULI5GJGt9M/s320/Vida.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-6662169394028060512?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/6662169394028060512/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=6662169394028060512' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6662169394028060512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6662169394028060512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SsGGdI3r5xI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eULI5GJGt9M/s72-c/Vida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-3410600881915697853</id><published>2009-09-28T23:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T00:00:01.318-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SsGF-2iqiOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/tBRz5T-NCEw/s1600-h/Time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386733944151116002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SsGF-2iqiOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/tBRz5T-NCEw/s320/Time.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Te odio maldito reloj!&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/7859521322345077786-3410600881915697853?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/3410600881915697853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=3410600881915697853' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/3410600881915697853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/3410600881915697853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/09/te-odio-maldito-reloj.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SsGF-2iqiOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/tBRz5T-NCEw/s72-c/Time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-214567904007072934</id><published>2009-09-28T23:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:56:04.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SsGE5KtwgrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/a3DihUMUJbc/s1600-h/23041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386732746975511218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SsGE5KtwgrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/a3DihUMUJbc/s320/23041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yo no se exactamente que es&lt;br /&gt;pero se siente bien.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-214567904007072934?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/214567904007072934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=214567904007072934' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/214567904007072934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/214567904007072934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/09/yo-no-se-exactamente-que-es-pero-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SsGE5KtwgrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/a3DihUMUJbc/s72-c/23041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-5546930796020723504</id><published>2009-09-28T23:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:52:04.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnaval</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SsGCQUM8oDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/x2DsXjKHkLM/s1600-h/Cementery+(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386729846124355634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SsGCQUM8oDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/x2DsXjKHkLM/s320/Cementery+(12).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seria tan facil siendo lluvia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;solo un roce y tendria que caer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seria tan facil siendo monte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;en mi pecho te abrazaria con mi piel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Carnaval- Lucybell)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-5546930796020723504?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5546930796020723504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=5546930796020723504' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5546930796020723504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5546930796020723504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/09/carnaval.html' title='Carnaval'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SsGCQUM8oDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/x2DsXjKHkLM/s72-c/Cementery+(12).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-4098698087573416246</id><published>2009-09-23T23:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:08:29.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Luz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Srrumt0LkII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WimxDizVgdk/s1600-h/animated_candle.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384878653375746178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Srrumt0LkII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WimxDizVgdk/s320/animated_candle.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque de un momento a otro apareciste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como una luz en mi oscuro camino&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/7859521322345077786-4098698087573416246?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/4098698087573416246/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=4098698087573416246' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/4098698087573416246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/4098698087573416246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/09/luz.html' title='Luz'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Srrumt0LkII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WimxDizVgdk/s72-c/animated_candle.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-7639698570055561347</id><published>2009-08-01T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:51:24.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Llevame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sp1oN-yfBwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Q5HTLqAOZQI/s1600-h/gothicbai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376568119552575234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sp1oN-yfBwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Q5HTLqAOZQI/s320/gothicbai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hazme sentir que no hay nada mas alto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que solo tu me puedes elevar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hazme flotar entre las nubes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y luego dejame caer ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-7639698570055561347?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/7639698570055561347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=7639698570055561347' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/7639698570055561347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/7639698570055561347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/09/llevame.html' title='Llevame'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sp1oN-yfBwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Q5HTLqAOZQI/s72-c/gothicbai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-8992402439856407873</id><published>2009-07-29T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:55:14.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SpnnAhY4b-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/-sKg_XksikU/s1600-h/3698436530_d147328928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 194px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375581626392145890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SpnnAhY4b-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/-sKg_XksikU/s320/3698436530_d147328928.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te apoderaste de mi ser, llenaste cada espacio con besos y caricias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como fuego marcaba mi piel, como heridas infectadas que aun sangran y me llevan a una hemorragia que me desintegra lentamente de la cordura y me dejan en un frio letargo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lleno de recuerdos y lagrimas de cristal, imagenes distorcionadas y palabras que se las llevo el viento, Palabras que nunca fueron mas que uan tactica de seduccion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El viejo truco en el que cai una y otra vez, que me descompuso el alma, hasta sentirme vacia, una escoria sin alma que vagaba sin sentido por las calles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Llorando con el alma desgarrada que buscaba en el fondo el motivo el motivo por el cual fallo, ¿ cual fue el error? ¿ en que me equivoque?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El error nunca fui yo, nunca tuve la culpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi ser se elevo a lo mas alto, a lo inalcanzable para ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a lo mas lejano para no volver a ser profanado por un alma tan despreciable y sucia como lo es la tuya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-8992402439856407873?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/8992402439856407873/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=8992402439856407873' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8992402439856407873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8992402439856407873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/08/te-apoderaste-de-mi-ser-llenaste-cada.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SpnnAhY4b-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/-sKg_XksikU/s72-c/3698436530_d147328928.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-1538636043179872978</id><published>2009-07-29T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:55:27.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SpnfvE5TyII/AAAAAAAAAIw/A-d4GnsJ3UI/s1600-h/ojos_verde_hombre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375573630104356994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SpnfvE5TyII/AAAAAAAAAIw/A-d4GnsJ3UI/s320/ojos_verde_hombre.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dicen que en los ojos se refleja el alma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;siempre me llamo la atención, tu mirada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;el vacio que ahi dentro habitaba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nunca pude entrar, nunca pude ver nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nada mas que un vacio ansioso de ser llenado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;con los mas bajos instintos de un ser al calor de otro cuerpo retorciendose en un lecho oscuro y silencioso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por los poros brotaba el deseo y la satisfaccion de ser llenado cada espacio vacio, aunque solo fueran unos instantes. Con o sin sentimientos no importaba, al final volvia a ser igual. El lecho sucio y vacio quedaba frio. Esperando volver a ser utilizado para intentar llenar el vacio de esa alma deseosa que por mas que buscaba no encontraba la manera de ser llenada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;¡Que pena me da! no poder haber entrado en tus ojos y detenerme ante esa fria barrera que moraba en ellos. Mirarte y no creerte ni una sola palabra sabiendo el vacio que habitaba y no poder llenarlo. No tener la fuerza suficiente para romper el hielo que guardaban tus ojos y llenar el vacio del corazon. Un alma vacia que solo le importaba si misma que seguira fria tratando de llenar lugares silencioso con falso amor. Aunque en el fondo nunca seran llenados.&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/7859521322345077786-1538636043179872978?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1538636043179872978/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=1538636043179872978' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1538636043179872978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1538636043179872978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/08/dicen-que-en-los-ojos-se-refleja-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SpnfvE5TyII/AAAAAAAAAIw/A-d4GnsJ3UI/s72-c/ojos_verde_hombre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-7787053600287894934</id><published>2009-06-04T13:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:15:20.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SigASNru_wI/AAAAAAAAAIo/x6I2TuEDxa0/s1600-h/recuerdos+de+una+casa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343521270785834754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SigASNru_wI/AAAAAAAAAIo/x6I2TuEDxa0/s320/recuerdos+de+una+casa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es facil, no es facil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-7787053600287894934?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/7787053600287894934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=7787053600287894934' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/7787053600287894934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/7787053600287894934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-es-facil-no-es-facil.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SigASNru_wI/AAAAAAAAAIo/x6I2TuEDxa0/s72-c/recuerdos+de+una+casa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-4707890505608421559</id><published>2009-06-04T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:10:13.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Escalera al cielo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sif_3yumP7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/_DSd5XVBJJk/s1600-h/trape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343520816873488306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sif_3yumP7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/_DSd5XVBJJk/s320/trape.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-4707890505608421559?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/4707890505608421559/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=4707890505608421559' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/4707890505608421559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/4707890505608421559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/06/escalera-al-cielo.html' title='Escalera al cielo'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sif_3yumP7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/_DSd5XVBJJk/s72-c/trape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-5349661618019594254</id><published>2009-06-04T13:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:07:46.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>La Rabia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sif-ea5A2_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/PD7CaJl5jsE/s1600-h/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343519281466366962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sif-ea5A2_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/PD7CaJl5jsE/s320/k.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pensé escribir para ti y cortarme las venas&lt;br /&gt;pero tú no vales la pena&lt;br /&gt;no quiero morir, sé sobrevivir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quería hacerte saber lo que he pasado&lt;br /&gt;pero lo pasado es pasado&lt;br /&gt;eso lo aprendí, eso lo aprendí de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los perros son mas amables que tu&lt;br /&gt;las putas son más confiables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera hacerte tragar tus excusas baratas&lt;br /&gt;esas que yo siempre escuchaba&lt;br /&gt;nunca te creí, nunca te creí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quisiera hacerte sentir lo que yo siento&lt;br /&gt;no me olvides piensa que esto&lt;br /&gt;no se queda así, no se queda así mi amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los perros son mas amables que tu&lt;br /&gt;las putas son más confiables&lt;br /&gt;hasta donde llega mi odio&lt;br /&gt;hasta donde llega el odio, odio y el rencor&lt;br /&gt;el odio, odio y el rencor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensé escribir para ti y cortarme las venas&lt;br /&gt;pero tú no vales la pena&lt;br /&gt;no quiero morir, sé sobrevivir&lt;br /&gt;quisiera hacerte sentir lo que yo siento&lt;br /&gt;no me olvides piensa que esto&lt;br /&gt;no se queda así, no se queda así mi amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los perros son mas amables que tu&lt;br /&gt;las putas son más confiables&lt;br /&gt;hasta donde llega mi odio&lt;br /&gt;hasta donde llega el odio, odio y el rencor&lt;br /&gt;el odio, odio y el rencor&lt;br /&gt;el odio, odio y el rencor&lt;br /&gt;el odio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bbs Paranoicos- La Rabia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-5349661618019594254?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5349661618019594254/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=5349661618019594254' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5349661618019594254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5349661618019594254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/06/la-rabia.html' title='La Rabia'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sif-ea5A2_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/PD7CaJl5jsE/s72-c/k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-878314890449987221</id><published>2009-02-28T01:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T01:47:59.224-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tentacion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SajB3HL9WQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/VKJw3gZOcHk/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307705313422301442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SajB3HL9WQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/VKJw3gZOcHk/s320/04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cae en la tentacion.&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/7859521322345077786-878314890449987221?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/878314890449987221/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=878314890449987221' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/878314890449987221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/878314890449987221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/tentacion.html' title='Tentacion...'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SajB3HL9WQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/VKJw3gZOcHk/s72-c/04.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-380014651263360851</id><published>2009-02-28T01:40:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T01:45:26.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SajA6F_HqnI/AAAAAAAAAII/-AbmLB8MKDY/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307704265127996018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SajA6F_HqnI/AAAAAAAAAII/-AbmLB8MKDY/s320/02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tras el vidrio se esconden los secretos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que  nunca se iran... fantasmas que vagan dentro de este oscuro lugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-380014651263360851?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/380014651263360851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=380014651263360851' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/380014651263360851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/380014651263360851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/tras-el-vidrio-se-esconden-los-secretos.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SajA6F_HqnI/AAAAAAAAAII/-AbmLB8MKDY/s72-c/02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-754080015346630452</id><published>2009-02-28T01:37:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T01:39:18.504-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sai_swdFMsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Y1AFhXTzDgg/s1600-h/Nueva+imagen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307702936498156226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sai_swdFMsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Y1AFhXTzDgg/s320/Nueva+imagen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aun en los rincones mas inhospitos de la tierra&lt;br /&gt;vagan los recuerdo las risas y los sueños.&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/7859521322345077786-754080015346630452?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/754080015346630452/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=754080015346630452' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/754080015346630452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/754080015346630452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/shut-up.html' title='Shut up!'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/Sai_swdFMsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Y1AFhXTzDgg/s72-c/Nueva+imagen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-428820488945733594</id><published>2009-02-26T01:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T01:11:27.662-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SaYWUtPMllI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4slkMVz5zwE/s1600-h/P1070685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306953755899237970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SaYWUtPMllI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4slkMVz5zwE/s320/P1070685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-428820488945733594?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/428820488945733594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=428820488945733594' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/428820488945733594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/428820488945733594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/peace-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SaYWUtPMllI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4slkMVz5zwE/s72-c/P1070685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-1326561063830654554</id><published>2009-02-26T00:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:52:54.448-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SaYRSCLqRkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7BGE9b9Mo54/s1600-h/P1070349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306948212423804482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SaYRSCLqRkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7BGE9b9Mo54/s320/P1070349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rayo de luz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-1326561063830654554?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1326561063830654554/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=1326561063830654554' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1326561063830654554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1326561063830654554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/rayo-de-luz.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SaYRSCLqRkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7BGE9b9Mo54/s72-c/P1070349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-129891109721415008</id><published>2009-02-26T00:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:45:00.075-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SaYP1Mu9vkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RvT5PIVlKKI/s1600-h/P1070646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306946617528401474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SaYP1Mu9vkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RvT5PIVlKKI/s320/P1070646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pequeños detalles que hacen mas agradable mi camino.&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/7859521322345077786-129891109721415008?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/129891109721415008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=129891109721415008' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/129891109721415008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/129891109721415008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/pequenos-detalles-que-hacen-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SaYP1Mu9vkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RvT5PIVlKKI/s72-c/P1070646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-2544708187591721888</id><published>2009-02-26T00:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:41:45.413-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SaYO2rOseFI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DQw700V-HVM/s1600-h/P1070465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306945543382792274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SaYO2rOseFI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DQw700V-HVM/s320/P1070465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;¿Porque al gritar miro al cielo, Buscando la respuesta a lo que no esta?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-2544708187591721888?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/2544708187591721888/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=2544708187591721888' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/2544708187591721888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/2544708187591721888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/porque-al-gritar-miro-al-cielo-buscando.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SaYO2rOseFI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DQw700V-HVM/s72-c/P1070465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-3531196625759048293</id><published>2009-01-28T23:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:09:57.365-03:00</updated><title type='text'>algo que nunca sabras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYEdtNCFMLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/TCLjK0vrjp8/s1600-h/n44746145940_1942079_4517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296547299194122418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYEdtNCFMLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/TCLjK0vrjp8/s320/n44746145940_1942079_4517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Algo que nunca sabrás Inestabilidad, Tristeza, Dolor y Amargura Son sinónimos del presente y recuerdos del Pasado Infinidad de veces siento poder el Cielo tocar Pero al instante caigo al suelo recordando que tan solo Es un sueño más en mi mente. Muy dentro de mí me dice que tan cerca te tengo, Pero tu comportamiento y la razón me hacen ver la realidad. No se cuando te tendré por completo, No se si te tengo o si alguna vez te tuve. Lo que si es que este Amor no cree poder terminarse nunca, Aunque el mundo se ponga de moda con sus ideologías y pensamientos, Este amor sobrevivirá por muy maltratado y débil que parezca. Podrás tratar de recurrir a las apariencias, Podrás querer rechazar y negar el sentimiento que nos une, Pero sabes bien que siempre saldrá a flote, Siempre sobresaldrá esa luz que ilumina nuestros corazones, Por muy oscuro que se tornen nuestros caminos. Sabes bien que siempre te querré como el primer momento en que di Cabida a que este sentimiento se instalara en mi, Sabes también que me amarás aunque nuestros destinos se empeñen En tomar caminos diferentes, pero el amor y la razón aun los une. Si en algún momento dejo de existir, Si por alguna causa desconocida mis ojos se cierran impidiendo seguir Contemplando tu mirada, Si por alguna razón mi cuerpo deja de producir calor y si a mi alma Se le escapará el último aliento de vida, no temas y no decaigas! Porque el sentimiento siempre vivirá en mi por el resto de los siglos. Solo con recordarme como a la persona que te amó sin condición, Sin interés alguno, mas que el de recibir la misma cantidad de cariño Que día a día te brinde sin tu darte cuenta. Se que te envolviste tanto en tu vida y en tus afanes, Se que por un momento me olvidaste, Pero el hecho de saber que aun estabas bien me hacia inmensamente feliz, Aunque muchas veces hubiese deseado alguna caricia, Algún beso o tan solo algún gesto amable de tu parte, pero créeme que Tan solo escuchar tu voz en alguna escasa llamada telefónica, Me hacia recordar con alegría lo que seguía aun sintiendo yo por ti. Tal vez esto no lo llegues a escuchar de mi boca, Se que no me atreveré a decírtelo nunca. Tienes un corazón herido y la incredulidad se ha apoderado de ti, Se que dentro de ti quisieras poder creer en mis palabras, Pero el pasado ya hirió nuestras almas y se que tardarán en reponerse. No nos queda mas que seguir en esta vida, llena de envidias, interrogantes y sueños. Pero se con certeza que en mi vida siempre estarás, como lo mas grande, valioso y dichoso, Aunque tal vez nunca termines de entenderlo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-3531196625759048293?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/3531196625759048293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=3531196625759048293' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/3531196625759048293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/3531196625759048293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2009/01/algo-que-nunca-sabras.html' title='algo que nunca sabras'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYEdtNCFMLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/TCLjK0vrjp8/s72-c/n44746145940_1942079_4517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-6008583278352747127</id><published>2008-12-08T17:31:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:37:51.711-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/ST2FmDrgxhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/r59K0P4iXYA/s1600-h/love_is_blind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277521227217421842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/ST2FmDrgxhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/r59K0P4iXYA/s320/love_is_blind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/ST2ERDSGO_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bl7-Wn438uM/s1600-h/love_is_blind.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguna vez me senti en un sueño estar&lt;br /&gt;y hoy siento que duele tanto despertar&lt;br /&gt;tuve miedo no lo niego de poderme equivocar&lt;br /&gt;pero el error ya es concreto y no volvera atrás&lt;br /&gt;Ahora siento que debo un nuevo ciclo iniciar&lt;br /&gt;alzo mi vista a lo lejor para comenzar&lt;br /&gt;pero mis pasos se tropiezan al andar&lt;br /&gt;temor siento de volverme a equivocar&lt;br /&gt;Dios sabe que lo quiero intentar&lt;br /&gt;pero mis fracazos vuelven a empezar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-6008583278352747127?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/6008583278352747127/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=6008583278352747127' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6008583278352747127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6008583278352747127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/12/alguna-vez-me-senti-en-un-sueo-estar-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/ST2FmDrgxhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/r59K0P4iXYA/s72-c/love_is_blind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-8835225872839758354</id><published>2008-12-08T17:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:20:09.965-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/ST2AgrPKdtI/AAAAAAAAAGA/CtaN4i2jM3s/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277515637198583506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/ST2AgrPKdtI/AAAAAAAAAGA/CtaN4i2jM3s/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que en esta historia ha llegado a su final&lt;br /&gt;y que en el cuento de terror&lt;br /&gt;la princesa nuevamente se queda&lt;br /&gt;en un castillo de sal.&lt;br /&gt;solitaria y triste en esa inmensa soledad&lt;br /&gt;tratando de alguna manera todo eso sobrellevar&lt;br /&gt;y esperando algun dia del vacio del alma  llenar&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/7859521322345077786-8835225872839758354?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/8835225872839758354/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=8835225872839758354' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8835225872839758354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8835225872839758354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/12/se-que-en-esta-historia-ha-llegado-su.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/ST2AgrPKdtI/AAAAAAAAAGA/CtaN4i2jM3s/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-937087134994865066</id><published>2008-12-06T00:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:33:15.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Grito al Alma - Mortuum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STnwZPGCLNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/J-bLXb9_6RY/s1600-h/LoveDarkAngels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276512754780482770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STnwZPGCLNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/J-bLXb9_6RY/s320/LoveDarkAngels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quiero encontrar en tu cuerpo la pasión&lt;br /&gt;mientras que tu alma me desgarra el corazón,&lt;br /&gt;solo quiero verte perdida entre las sombras&lt;br /&gt;cuando a mi cuerpo le falte tu calor,&lt;br /&gt;quiero encontrarte, besarte eternamente creando con tus labios un sueño sin temor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero verte junto a mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;escuchando el grito del alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero crear junto a ti una ilusión&lt;br /&gt;deseando encontrar tu cuerpo al despertar,&lt;br /&gt;quiero acompañarte viajando por el cielo abrazado de tu alma sin temor a regresar,&lt;br /&gt;jugando con las nubes cubiertas de ternura enredadas con la brisa que cobija tu belleza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero verte junto a mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;y besarte eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sueños perdidos de miedo que asecha&lt;br /&gt;despidiendo de tu cuerpo el alma encantada,&lt;br /&gt;quiero besarte perdiendo la vida,&lt;br /&gt;luego desnudarme abrazando tu alma,&lt;br /&gt;llegaré al cielo envuelto de ternura,&lt;br /&gt;el grito de tu alma me llama hacia ti;moriré junto a ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero encontrar en tu cuerpo la pasión&lt;br /&gt;mientras que tu alma me desgarra el corazón,&lt;br /&gt;solo quiero verte perdida entre las sombrascuando a mi cuerpo le falte tu calor,&lt;br /&gt;quiero encontrarte, besarte eternamente&lt;br /&gt;creando con tus labios un sueño sin temor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero verte junto a mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;escuchando el grito del alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero acompañarte viajando por el cielo&lt;br /&gt;abrazado de tu alma sin temor a regresar,&lt;br /&gt;jugando con las nubes cubiertas de ternura&lt;br /&gt;enredadas con la brisa que cobija tu belleza&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/7859521322345077786-937087134994865066?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/937087134994865066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=937087134994865066' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/937087134994865066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/937087134994865066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/12/grito-al-alma-mortuum.html' title='Grito al Alma - Mortuum'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STnwZPGCLNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/J-bLXb9_6RY/s72-c/LoveDarkAngels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-78094133127116762</id><published>2008-12-06T00:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:17:41.808-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STntwQad8cI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7Vxp2PIBFyQ/s1600-h/c58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276509851736732098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STntwQad8cI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7Vxp2PIBFyQ/s320/c58.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Es una lastima que para cuando vuelvas, yo no este mas&lt;br /&gt;cuando vueltas nada sera igual&lt;br /&gt;no sere la misma, mi vida no sera la misma&lt;br /&gt;quizas mis sentimientos no sean los  mismos&lt;br /&gt;aunque aun siga aqui aguardando en silencio&lt;br /&gt;lo que este momento siento.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque el silencio no logre sacarte de mi mente&lt;br /&gt;aunque mi cabeza de mil vueltas rodando bajo la escalera.&lt;br /&gt;Nada borrara mis sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;y lo que en este momento pienso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-78094133127116762?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/78094133127116762/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=78094133127116762' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/78094133127116762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/78094133127116762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/12/es-una-lastima-que-para-cuando-vuelvas.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STntwQad8cI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7Vxp2PIBFyQ/s72-c/c58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-2044334285906499792</id><published>2008-12-03T14:41:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:48:22.910-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mar de Sueños</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STbFSOO0duI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6lVtr3kUSFA/s1600-h/y1pgJVc5Cs9uNZI_lRdHfGOWYVCPtNGHliDb9A1083CQXU1nExbgQMc9MRFRt9jUWjkwb74SEBZQws.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275620930359686882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STbFSOO0duI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6lVtr3kUSFA/s320/y1pgJVc5Cs9uNZI_lRdHfGOWYVCPtNGHliDb9A1083CQXU1nExbgQMc9MRFRt9jUWjkwb74SEBZQws.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mar de sueños inconscientes, ahogantes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reflejadas en la oscuridad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sumergida en sangre, limpiando corazones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Borrando los malditos recuerdos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Espejos trizados, reflejando lo que uno es.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mar de sueños incoscientes, reflejos en un espejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la oscuridad de la noche, la luna reflejada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;las lagrimas y la sangre derramada se las llevo el mar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mar de sueños incoscientes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deseos ahogantes y vacios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la noche maldita y eterna.&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/7859521322345077786-2044334285906499792?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/2044334285906499792/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=2044334285906499792' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/2044334285906499792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/2044334285906499792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/12/mar-de-sueos.html' title='Mar de Sueños'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STbFSOO0duI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6lVtr3kUSFA/s72-c/y1pgJVc5Cs9uNZI_lRdHfGOWYVCPtNGHliDb9A1083CQXU1nExbgQMc9MRFRt9jUWjkwb74SEBZQws.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-8913624301485151721</id><published>2008-12-03T13:52:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:58:21.861-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Soy Lo Peor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STa52o_B3XI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Wwjgx0W-KUU/s1600-h/z28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275608361876970866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STa52o_B3XI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Wwjgx0W-KUU/s320/z28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Soy el tormento por el que te desvelas noche a noche&lt;br /&gt;soy el gusano de la manzana&lt;br /&gt;que poco a poco se come el interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy el espantapajaros y vago en prados secos&lt;br /&gt;lloro lagrimas de trapo y de mi boca&lt;br /&gt;sangra el bilis interior&lt;br /&gt;ya no hay un camino al andar&lt;br /&gt;hoy solo es caminar&lt;br /&gt;cai, del cielo a la tierra en este lugar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-8913624301485151721?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/8913624301485151721/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=8913624301485151721' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8913624301485151721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/8913624301485151721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/12/soy-lo-peor.html' title='Soy Lo Peor...'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STa52o_B3XI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Wwjgx0W-KUU/s72-c/z28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-5067489877478100894</id><published>2008-12-03T13:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:50:26.135-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueños</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STa4FiU_V2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/pB0eFBgEp4M/s1600-h/untitled1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275606418764814178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STa4FiU_V2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/pB0eFBgEp4M/s320/untitled1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cada noche sueño,&lt;br /&gt;bajo la luz de la luna volverte a  mirar.&lt;br /&gt;Imagino mil caminos en los cual poderte encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;Pero el destino y la vida nos volvio a separar&lt;br /&gt;quizas en otro tiempo y otra vida te vuelva a abrazar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas mis sueños y esperanzas son contigo viajar&lt;br /&gt;y encontrar el sendero&lt;br /&gt;donde estemos juntos al andar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-5067489877478100894?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5067489877478100894/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=5067489877478100894' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5067489877478100894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5067489877478100894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/12/sueos.html' title='Sueños'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STa4FiU_V2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/pB0eFBgEp4M/s72-c/untitled1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-7091080985339850993</id><published>2008-12-03T13:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:40:10.978-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STa1z7DlvZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NVsqXffJ4zQ/s1600-h/old1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275603917141818770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STa1z7DlvZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NVsqXffJ4zQ/s320/old1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoy tibias brizas de verano me hacen recordar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alguna vez mi sonrisa y mis ojos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no dejaban de brillar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya no es mi sonrisa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lo que me ha de esperanzar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Es la vida que le pido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;volver a empezar.&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/7859521322345077786-7091080985339850993?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/7091080985339850993/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=7091080985339850993' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/7091080985339850993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/7091080985339850993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/12/hoy-tibias-brizas-de-verano-me-hacen.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STa1z7DlvZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NVsqXffJ4zQ/s72-c/old1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-5961033005110600321</id><published>2008-12-03T13:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:30:05.768-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STaze94NyZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Qi4CA7EtqB8/s1600-h/vampira-caida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275601358098909586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STaze94NyZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Qi4CA7EtqB8/s320/vampira-caida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Deten estas ancias de morder tu cuello&lt;br /&gt;succionar y beber de ti, el sabor de tu sangre ardiente&lt;br /&gt;recorrer por mis entrañas vibrando al palpitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejame mirarte a los ojos por ultima vez antes de ser mi presa&lt;br /&gt;deten estas ancias de capturarte con mis garras afiladas este anochecer.&lt;br /&gt;Ven, rescatame de mi instinto vampirezco que acecha tu vida a mi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-5961033005110600321?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5961033005110600321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=5961033005110600321' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5961033005110600321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5961033005110600321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/12/deten-estas-ancias-de-morder-tu-cuello.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STaze94NyZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Qi4CA7EtqB8/s72-c/vampira-caida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-6298982776601040771</id><published>2008-12-03T13:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:25:41.502-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STaxsJwvRuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/m6Q-Ff7l_yM/s1600-h/aOOEtD7i3EzM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275599385603819234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STaxsJwvRuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/m6Q-Ff7l_yM/s320/aOOEtD7i3EzM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Presiono mi pecho, hasta llegar a mis pulmones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y trago las espinas con las que dañe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trato de saciar estas ganas de romper con mi interior &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trago, una a una sintiendo por mi garganta bajar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bebo del desprecio un amargo licor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que me nubla los pensamientos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maldito Veneno! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que me ahoga, que me nubla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;agudizando mis sentidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mis latidos aumentan, cierro los ojos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya no doy mas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;siento en viento rondando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y no lo puedo tocar.&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/7859521322345077786-6298982776601040771?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/6298982776601040771/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=6298982776601040771' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6298982776601040771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6298982776601040771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/12/presiono-mi-pecho-hasta-llegar-mis.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/STaxsJwvRuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/m6Q-Ff7l_yM/s72-c/aOOEtD7i3EzM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-3247301828093619033</id><published>2008-11-06T23:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:17:59.279-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pobre Decepcion - Dracma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SROkQWp1RMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6C1CHz2NEPw/s1600-h/e20a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265732990192141506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SROkQWp1RMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6C1CHz2NEPw/s320/e20a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solo aquí descubrí que no eres mas que una actriz. Que importa la verdad si tu vida es un metal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se fundió, se apagó y tu piel se atragantó.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No encontraría una razón. Solo reí en mi habitación.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te veo aquí en cada rincón, fuiste una pobre decepción.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El dolor, la ilusión, solo fue tu perdición. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caerás en el mar de esta maldita ciudad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No encontraría una razón. Solo reí en mi habitación.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te veo aquí en cada rincón, fuiste una pobre decepción.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vendrá Dios, me dirá si fue por casualidad que caí por ahí y llegué cerca de tí.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No encontraría una razón. Solo reí en mi habitación.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te veo aquí en cada rincón, fuiste una pobre decepción.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No encontraría una razón. Solo reí en mi habitación.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te veo aquí en cada rincón, fuiste una pobre decepción.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-3247301828093619033?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/3247301828093619033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=3247301828093619033' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/3247301828093619033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/3247301828093619033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/11/pobre-decepcion-dracma.html' title='Pobre Decepcion - Dracma'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SROkQWp1RMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6C1CHz2NEPw/s72-c/e20a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-2362109566597116795</id><published>2008-11-01T00:54:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T03:10:30.889-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQvS_W5bPiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/vod0C1SEW1k/s1600-h/1223600185672_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263532575432588834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQvS_W5bPiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/vod0C1SEW1k/s320/1223600185672_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Una vena encerrada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bajo la presión de un puño &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se desangra rapidamente; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y mientras que con mi otra mano &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sostengo las tijeras con las que la corté, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pienso en el placer Que me produce esta sensación. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loca puedo parecer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A ojos ajenos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero no me condicionan a parar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sé que para mí &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esto es lo correcto, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No me dejo controlar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por nada ni por nadie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La sangre de mí víctima &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Es la sustancia que me hará &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tras bañarme en ella &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentirme más joven y bella. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi pelo enredado en plasma humano, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi cara bañada en sangre &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y mi boca conteniéndola también, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La escupo dentro de la bañera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Es la sensación de la juventud... &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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-2362109566597116795?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/2362109566597116795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=2362109566597116795' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/2362109566597116795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/2362109566597116795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/11/una-vena-encerrada-bajo-la-presin-de-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQvS_W5bPiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/vod0C1SEW1k/s72-c/1223600185672_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-5103302991469156206</id><published>2008-11-01T00:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:53:56.091-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQvSylIKeCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/k-qPfwyvEIc/s1600-h/0f43cb222a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263532355914201122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQvSylIKeCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/k-qPfwyvEIc/s320/0f43cb222a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQvQteLbHrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dLcR9qSe_oM/s1600-h/1223600185672_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tengo un problema&lt;br /&gt;y tomo conciencia:&lt;br /&gt;mi corazón es estéril e irradia ondas sonoras.&lt;br /&gt;Mis huellas digitales -tengo testigos-&lt;br /&gt;se están resquebrajando desde que era pequeñita&lt;br /&gt;y podía sentarme en el carrito del supermercado.&lt;br /&gt;No me sale amar&lt;br /&gt;(dios sabe que he intentado)&lt;br /&gt;pero la piel es una necesidad,&lt;br /&gt;como la sangre para un vampiro,&lt;br /&gt;alimenta mi soledad y al mirarme suspiro:&lt;br /&gt;por qué soy totalmente esa parte de mí que&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-5103302991469156206?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5103302991469156206/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=5103302991469156206' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5103302991469156206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/5103302991469156206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/11/gore.html' title='Gore'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQvSylIKeCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/k-qPfwyvEIc/s72-c/0f43cb222a4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-1157307373933805922</id><published>2008-11-01T00:28:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:32:02.460-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Una simple frase , anonima</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQvNGcZuQ9I/AAAAAAAAADs/O2V3BaWjxnE/s1600-h/uuuuu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263526100099548114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQvNGcZuQ9I/AAAAAAAAADs/O2V3BaWjxnE/s320/uuuuu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; no estoy en la mejor etapa de mi vida&lt;br /&gt; por que amo sin ser correspondida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonimo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-1157307373933805922?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1157307373933805922/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=1157307373933805922' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1157307373933805922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1157307373933805922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Una simple frase , anonima'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQvNGcZuQ9I/AAAAAAAAADs/O2V3BaWjxnE/s72-c/uuuuu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-1412442498836063903</id><published>2008-10-31T23:52:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:00:17.948-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sumergida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQvEix_v-GI/AAAAAAAAADk/_cCfgJSx3vo/s1600-h/Sleep_And_Swim_by_3d_view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263516691327875170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQvEix_v-GI/AAAAAAAAADk/_cCfgJSx3vo/s320/Sleep_And_Swim_by_3d_view.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Como quisiera sumergirme en un dulce letargo&lt;br /&gt;y despertar cuando sepa que en mis ojos ya no hay mas lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;cuando sepa que mi alma este tranquila&lt;br /&gt;sumergirme en donde mis sueños ya no sean mas tormentos&lt;br /&gt;y mi despertar mi pesadilla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-1412442498836063903?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1412442498836063903/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=1412442498836063903' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1412442498836063903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1412442498836063903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/10/sumergida.html' title='Sumergida'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQvEix_v-GI/AAAAAAAAADk/_cCfgJSx3vo/s72-c/Sleep_And_Swim_by_3d_view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-1397176800163894930</id><published>2008-10-23T23:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:47:33.089-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQE2-vxeD9I/AAAAAAAAADc/kktwuowzoKw/s1600-h/11089625601%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260546291349196754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQE2-vxeD9I/AAAAAAAAADc/kktwuowzoKw/s320/11089625601%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Asomaba a sus ojos una lágrima&lt;br /&gt;y a mi labio una frase de perdón;&lt;br /&gt;habló el orgullo y se enjugo su llanto&lt;br /&gt;y la frase en mis labios expiró.&lt;br /&gt;Yo voy por un camino: ella, por otro;&lt;br /&gt;pero al pensar en nuestro mutuo amor,&lt;br /&gt;yo digo aún, ¿por qué callé aquel día?&lt;br /&gt;Y ella dirá, ,¿por qué no lloré yo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustavo Adolfo Becker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-1397176800163894930?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1397176800163894930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=1397176800163894930' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1397176800163894930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1397176800163894930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/10/asomaba-sus-ojos-una-lgrima-y-mi-labio.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQE2-vxeD9I/AAAAAAAAADc/kktwuowzoKw/s72-c/11089625601%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-6266655885743056477</id><published>2008-10-23T23:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:43:04.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQE1ZFRoznI/AAAAAAAAADU/SCGOW3ZPMZc/s1600-h/1206759484_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260544544774606450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQE1ZFRoznI/AAAAAAAAADU/SCGOW3ZPMZc/s320/1206759484_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tú eras el huracán y yo la alta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;torre que desafía su poder:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;¡tenías que estrellarte o que abatirme!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;¡No podía ser!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tú eras el océano y yo la enhiesta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;roca que firme aguarda su vaivén:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;¡tenías que romperte o que arrancarme!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;¡No podía ser!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hermosa tú, yo altivo: acostumbrados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uno a arrollar, el otro a no ceder:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la senda estrecha, inevitable el choque...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;¡No podía ser!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besa el aura que gime blandamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;las leves ondas que jugando riza;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;el sol besa a la nube en occidente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y de púrpura y oro la matiza;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la llama en derredor del tronco ardiente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por besar a otra llama se desliza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y hasta el sauce inclinándose a su peso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;al río que le besa, vuelve un beso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gustavo Adolfo Becker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-6266655885743056477?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/6266655885743056477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=6266655885743056477' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6266655885743056477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/6266655885743056477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/10/t-eras-el-huracn-y-yo-la-alta-torre-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQE1ZFRoznI/AAAAAAAAADU/SCGOW3ZPMZc/s72-c/1206759484_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-3797820211456901778</id><published>2008-10-23T23:33:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:35:41.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQE0HzU-_3I/AAAAAAAAADM/QPEvGHY7Ztw/s1600-h/6k9m0oz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260543148387401586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQE0HzU-_3I/AAAAAAAAADM/QPEvGHY7Ztw/s320/6k9m0oz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Por una mirada, un mundo,&lt;br /&gt;por una sonrisa, un cielo,&lt;br /&gt;por un beso..., yo no sé&lt;br /&gt;que te diera por un beso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustavo Adolfo Becker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-3797820211456901778?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/3797820211456901778/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=3797820211456901778' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/3797820211456901778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/3797820211456901778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/10/por-una-mirada-un-mundo-por-una-sonrisa.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQE0HzU-_3I/AAAAAAAAADM/QPEvGHY7Ztw/s72-c/6k9m0oz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-7005689377130011234</id><published>2008-10-23T23:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:33:26.647-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQEzzU-cdWI/AAAAAAAAADE/ZHlci4Jzmj0/s1600-h/09[1].06.08.0108+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260542796642415970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQEzzU-cdWI/AAAAAAAAADE/ZHlci4Jzmj0/s320/09%5B1%5D.06.08.0108+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;¿Qué es poesía?, dices mientras clavas&lt;br /&gt;en mi pupila tu pupila azul.&lt;br /&gt;¡Que es poesía!, Y tú me lo preguntas?&lt;br /&gt;Poesía... eres tú.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustavo Adolfo Becker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-7005689377130011234?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/7005689377130011234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=7005689377130011234' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/7005689377130011234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/7005689377130011234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/10/qu-es-poesa-dices-mientras-clavas-en-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQEzzU-cdWI/AAAAAAAAADE/ZHlci4Jzmj0/s72-c/09%5B1%5D.06.08.0108+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-4166805612242368235</id><published>2008-10-23T23:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:31:53.260-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQEzZY8hNWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HUnTcwnIOmo/s1600-h/1221687720153_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260542351031481698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQEzZY8hNWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HUnTcwnIOmo/s320/1221687720153_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ¿Cómo vive esa rosa que has prendido&lt;br /&gt;junto a tu corazón?&lt;br /&gt;Sobre un volcán hasta encontrarla ahora&lt;br /&gt;nunca he visto una flor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustavo Adolfo Becker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-4166805612242368235?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/4166805612242368235/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=4166805612242368235' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/4166805612242368235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/4166805612242368235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/10/cmo-vive-esa-rosa-que-has-prendido.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQEzZY8hNWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HUnTcwnIOmo/s72-c/1221687720153_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-1089564267898972225</id><published>2008-10-23T23:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:29:22.102-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQEy1uPjttI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GX4GMH52BkA/s1600-h/true.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260541738273191634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQEy1uPjttI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GX4GMH52BkA/s320/true.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Como en un libro abierto&lt;br /&gt;leo de tus pupilas en el fondo.&lt;br /&gt;¿A qué fingir el labio&lt;br /&gt;risas que se desmienten en los ojos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Llora! No te avergüences&lt;br /&gt;de confesar que me has querido un poco.&lt;br /&gt;¡Llora! Nadie nos mira.&lt;br /&gt;Ya ves; yo soy un hombre... y también lloro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    Gustavo Adolfo Becker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-1089564267898972225?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1089564267898972225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=1089564267898972225' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1089564267898972225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1089564267898972225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/10/como-en-un-libro-abierto-leo-de-tus.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQEy1uPjttI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GX4GMH52BkA/s72-c/true.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-7098511194884912214</id><published>2008-10-23T23:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:26:04.885-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQEyBHqAHzI/AAAAAAAAACs/2VPc4KxaepE/s1600-h/x1pc_jqddVOWRlOysnIHxqyXyq4RsLiWWlxKpO2QNR3drzv42XLq-8H5GHk2-Y5Ix6cshGXR94j1GKkrrUGJOkaUbU53uLkH33a0bE5HFfofM5hzh855PT2E1jSCG9NbuOW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260540834561924914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQEyBHqAHzI/AAAAAAAAACs/2VPc4KxaepE/s320/x1pc_jqddVOWRlOysnIHxqyXyq4RsLiWWlxKpO2QNR3drzv42XLq-8H5GHk2-Y5Ix6cshGXR94j1GKkrrUGJOkaUbU53uLkH33a0bE5HFfofM5hzh855PT2E1jSCG9NbuOW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No sé lo que he soñado&lt;br /&gt;en la noche pasada.&lt;br /&gt;Triste, muy triste debió ser el sueño&lt;br /&gt;pues despierto, la angustia me duraba.&lt;br /&gt;Noté al incorporarme&lt;br /&gt;húmeda la almohada&lt;br /&gt;y por primera vez sentí, al notarlo,&lt;br /&gt;de un amargo placer henchirse el alma.&lt;br /&gt;Triste cosa es el sueño&lt;br /&gt;que llanto nos arranca,&lt;br /&gt;mas tengo en mi tristeza una alegría...&lt;br /&gt;¡Sé que aún me quedan lágrimas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                     ......... Gustavo Adolfo Becker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-7098511194884912214?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/7098511194884912214/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=7098511194884912214' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/7098511194884912214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/7098511194884912214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-s-lo-que-he-soado-en-la-noche-pasada.html' title=''/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SQEyBHqAHzI/AAAAAAAAACs/2VPc4KxaepE/s72-c/x1pc_jqddVOWRlOysnIHxqyXyq4RsLiWWlxKpO2QNR3drzv42XLq-8H5GHk2-Y5Ix6cshGXR94j1GKkrrUGJOkaUbU53uLkH33a0bE5HFfofM5hzh855PT2E1jSCG9NbuOW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-326053978450254394</id><published>2008-10-22T14:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:32:36.714-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Silencio - Im28z</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SP9g7ykAGRI/AAAAAAAAACk/oZZRhijGAzc/s1600-h/borracha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260029470093351186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SP9g7ykAGRI/AAAAAAAAACk/oZZRhijGAzc/s320/borracha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Si tan sólo morir fuese simple,&lt;br /&gt;partir sin que quede nada detrás de mi, incierto,&lt;br /&gt;el frio y la oscuridad y el dolor y mi vida&lt;br /&gt;estos pasos detrás de mi, consecuencias inesperadas&lt;br /&gt;el desenlace que me faltaba.&lt;br /&gt;Un gran vacío un fondo de piedras, teñido de rojo&lt;br /&gt;simple es hablar, siquiera expresar la verdad&lt;br /&gt;demasiado cobarde, sólo soy demasiado cobarde&lt;br /&gt;aunque quiera escapar en la mañana voy a estar ahi en el espejo,&lt;br /&gt;silencio&lt;br /&gt;silencio&lt;br /&gt;silencio&lt;br /&gt;Pero no puedo aceptar y no voy a callar&lt;br /&gt;es demasiado esperar y no voy a callar&lt;br /&gt;Tiempo el silencio me cura por dentro, despierto&lt;br /&gt;una mano abierta, satisfacción puedo encontrarme en un resplandor&lt;br /&gt;siempre creíste que nadie que nadie más piensa&lt;br /&gt;siempre creíste que nadie que nadie más piensa&lt;br /&gt;si tu creíste que nadie más piensa&lt;br /&gt;ahora ya no tengo paciencia&lt;br /&gt;Pero no puedo aceptar y no voy a callares&lt;br /&gt;demasiado esperar y no voy a callara callar...&lt;br /&gt;Silencio&lt;br /&gt;silencio&lt;br /&gt;silencio&lt;br /&gt;silencio&lt;br /&gt;Pero no puedo,&lt;br /&gt;pero no puedo,&lt;br /&gt;pero no puedo&lt;br /&gt;aceptar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-326053978450254394?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/326053978450254394/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=326053978450254394' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/326053978450254394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/326053978450254394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/10/silencio-im28z.html' title='Silencio - Im28z'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SP9g7ykAGRI/AAAAAAAAACk/oZZRhijGAzc/s72-c/borracha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-2178873795710632142</id><published>2008-10-21T23:40:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:47:00.093-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Olvidar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SP6SpPHJlGI/AAAAAAAAACU/OYLjOGoP1JY/s1600-h/9cba811f3b49a2e9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259802651944129634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SP6SpPHJlGI/AAAAAAAAACU/OYLjOGoP1JY/s320/9cba811f3b49a2e9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Como si olvidar fuera tan facil&lt;br /&gt;como si no fuera a despertar en la mañana sin pensar&lt;br /&gt;ni dormir con un ultimo pensamiento&lt;br /&gt;como si los recuerdos se borraran al abrir y cerrar mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;no es facil olvidar, no es facil callar&lt;br /&gt;callar todo este tiempo que los recuerdos siguen en mi mente&lt;br /&gt;que los dias siguen siendo eternos y vacios.&lt;br /&gt;que me duele pensar que me duele callar&lt;br /&gt;y sigo en silencio de pie&lt;br /&gt;y asi seguire...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-2178873795710632142?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/2178873795710632142/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=2178873795710632142' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/2178873795710632142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/2178873795710632142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/10/olvidar.html' title='Olvidar'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SP6SpPHJlGI/AAAAAAAAACU/OYLjOGoP1JY/s72-c/9cba811f3b49a2e9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-552757569898540557</id><published>2008-10-15T23:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:55:01.517-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tainted Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SParen0xy-I/AAAAAAAAACM/XVMmjXWmWDI/s1600-h/5679786wq3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257578157576408034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SParen0xy-I/AAAAAAAAACM/XVMmjXWmWDI/s320/5679786wq3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A veces siento que tengo que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Escaparme, tengo que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alejarme &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Del dolor que tu transmites dentro de mi corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;El amor que compartimos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parece no ir a ninguna parte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y he perdido mi luz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque me agito y giro no puedo dormir en la noche&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Una vez corrí hacia ti (corrí hacia ti)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahora huiré de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Este amor corrompido que has dado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te he dado todo lo que un muchacho podría dar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Llevo mis lágrimas y eso no es casi todo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor corrompido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor corrompido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahora sé que tengo que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Escapar tengo que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alejarme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tu realmente no quieres nada de mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para hacer bien las cosas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Necesitas alguien que te tenga fuerte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y crees que el amor es robar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pero lo siento, no robo de esa manera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Una vez corrí hacia ti (corrí hacia ti)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahora huiré de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Este amor corrompido que has dado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te he dado todo lo que un muchacho podría dar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Llevo mis lágrimas y eso no es casi todo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor corrompido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor corrompido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No me toques por favor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No puedo soportar la manera que tu fastidias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te amo aunque me hieres tanto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahora voy a empacar mis cosas y me iré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor corrompido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Amor corrompido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tócame nena,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; amor corrompido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tócame nena, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amor corrompido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tócame nena,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; amor corrompido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Una vez corrí hacia ti (corrí hacia ti)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahora huiré de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Este amor corrompido que has dado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te he dado todo lo que un muchacho podría dar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Llevo mis lágrimas y eso no es casi todo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor corrompido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor corrompido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor corrompido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor corrompido&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/7859521322345077786-552757569898540557?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/552757569898540557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=552757569898540557' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/552757569898540557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/552757569898540557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/10/tainted-love.html' title='Tainted Love'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SParen0xy-I/AAAAAAAAACM/XVMmjXWmWDI/s72-c/5679786wq3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-1373780988580221896</id><published>2008-10-15T23:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:45:19.544-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Duerme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SPapqDN0gTI/AAAAAAAAACE/fbmBs7d86C8/s1600-h/wlasnyksiezyc02uq7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257576154884505906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SPapqDN0gTI/AAAAAAAAACE/fbmBs7d86C8/s320/wlasnyksiezyc02uq7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Duerme en tus tinieblas que yo velare por tus sueños.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;noche a noche en medio de tu silencio &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me sentare en el abismo de tus pensamientos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en un rincon de tu mente a escuchar tus miedos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;En el filo de tu alma caminare en silencio para no perderme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;buscare dentro d toda esta oscuridad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi oasis anhelado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aunque cuando llegue a el &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se me escape de las manos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-1373780988580221896?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1373780988580221896/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=1373780988580221896' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1373780988580221896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/1373780988580221896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/10/duerme.html' title='Duerme'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SPapqDN0gTI/AAAAAAAAACE/fbmBs7d86C8/s72-c/wlasnyksiezyc02uq7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859521322345077786.post-2544541351280146699</id><published>2008-10-06T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T11:58:38.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiografia a si mismo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SOrcnVrfhFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mGY3qpEHnQU/s1600-h/Radiography_by_freakSmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254254483673678930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SOrcnVrfhFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mGY3qpEHnQU/s320/Radiography_by_freakSmile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Creo en que los humanos aprendemos de los errores, de los tropiezos de la vida y es bueno cada cierto tiempo hacerse una radiografia a si mismo. Ver en que somos fuertes y en que fallamos, que debemos aprender de nuestros errores y caidas y como volver a levantarnos nuevamente para seguir adelante con todo lo que nos espera en este largo camino.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durante este ultimo tiempo me veo a mi misma desde mi interior, crei ser fuerte y me vi tan debil y en lo que crei ser debil soy fuerte. Es increible, me sorprende lo voluble que somos los humanos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nadie es perfecto, somos humanos y cometemos errores para aprender a ser mejores.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859521322345077786-2544541351280146699?l=cherryofglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/feeds/2544541351280146699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859521322345077786&amp;postID=2544541351280146699' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/2544541351280146699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859521322345077786/posts/default/2544541351280146699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryofglass.blogspot.com/2008/10/radigrafia-si-mismo.html' title='Radiografia a si mismo.'/><author><name>Glass Cherry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01712401189382350589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SYULnuGNeFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M7jZVlJ7uwg/S220/P1050559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3DyaAhkXkU/SOrcnVrfhFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mGY3qpEHnQU/s72-c/Radiography_by_freakSmile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
