<?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-21126628</id><updated>2011-08-08T20:41:57.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naufrágio helicoidal.</title><subtitle type='html'>"Lo que tú evitas leer"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-6987273621007848602</id><published>2011-08-08T20:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T20:41:57.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A mi amada [by AmarilloVerbal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atrapado de mil formas,&lt;br /&gt;no quiero ver una salida,&lt;br /&gt;no soy capaz,&lt;br /&gt;voy a llorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde estás?&lt;br /&gt;Qué pasó con tu vida?&lt;br /&gt;Nos amamos,&lt;br /&gt;nos esconden de nuestras propias sombras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay justo 3 puertas que debo cerrar&lt;br /&gt;para liberar,&lt;br /&gt;para calmar mi sed,&lt;br /&gt;mi paz,&lt;br /&gt;para vivir,&lt;br /&gt;para simplemente ir por ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-6987273621007848602?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/6987273621007848602/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=6987273621007848602' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/6987273621007848602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/6987273621007848602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2011/08/mi-amada-by-amarilloverbal-atrapado-de.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-392511570498558041</id><published>2011-05-11T13:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T13:29:43.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>¡Que no se te ocurra salir! - AmarilloVerbal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mis miedos&lt;br /&gt;solo atino a decirte mi verdad,&lt;br /&gt;a medias,&lt;br /&gt;completa - incompleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mi amor te tengo,&lt;br /&gt;como lo más bello,&lt;br /&gt;como un avispón,&lt;br /&gt;como en un panal,&lt;br /&gt;reina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de todo,&lt;br /&gt;dentro específicamente de ti,&lt;br /&gt;dentro de mi,&lt;br /&gt;dentro del amor,&lt;br /&gt;hay amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro del amor,&lt;br /&gt;estamos tan solo tú y yo,&lt;br /&gt;y sabes?&lt;br /&gt;no pienses en esto,&lt;br /&gt;¡Que no se te ocurra salir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-392511570498558041?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/392511570498558041/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=392511570498558041' title='0 Comentarios'/><link 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arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pierdo la memoria by Amarilloverbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Intento descifrar mi existencia en un milisegundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parapetar mi trinchera frente a tu ceguera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parapetar mi miedo, mi amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ando en pérdidas de memoria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ando en amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;como con baldes de agua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;llenos como mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Intento descifrar mi pérdida de memoria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero solo recaigo en el primer momento en que te vi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-3416602682169889009?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/3416602682169889009/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=3416602682169889009' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/3416602682169889009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/3416602682169889009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2011/03/pierdo-la-memoria-by-amarilloverbal.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-1016309195459672684</id><published>2011-03-15T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T23:42:06.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dame by Amarilloverbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame de comer amor,&lt;br /&gt;no quiero cuervos,&lt;br /&gt;ni malas miradas ni límites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame faizanes o lo que sea,&lt;br /&gt;menos desprecio o indiferencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame lo que siempre has querido 'no darme',&lt;br /&gt;con tu deseo de privarme cosas por miedo a mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame lo que quieras, siempre que no quieras,&lt;br /&gt;dame de momento, en cualquier lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame un abraso (con s de beso) así es!&lt;br /&gt;dame un bezo (con abrazo) así es es!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame lo que sea,&lt;br /&gt;pero que sea tuyo,&lt;br /&gt;yo lo aprecio,&lt;br /&gt;al final será nuestro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame tu vientre,&lt;br /&gt;tu corazón,&lt;br /&gt;tus entrañas,&lt;br /&gt;tu amor.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-1016309195459672684?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/1016309195459672684/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=1016309195459672684' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/1016309195459672684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/1016309195459672684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2011/03/dame-by-amarilloverbal-dame-de-comer.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-7637999905105165259</id><published>2010-08-30T01:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T01:16:25.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Imaginé a tu lado, todo, nada, o más [by Amarilloverbal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me imaginé ser un asesino,&lt;br /&gt;un Dios,&lt;br /&gt;un pecador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me imaginé ser un otro yo,&lt;br /&gt;un alterego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me imaginé ser 3 personas a la vez,&lt;br /&gt;incontables,&lt;br /&gt;no quiero nada,&lt;br /&gt;a la mierda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no me imagino nada,&lt;br /&gt;no quiero más nada,&lt;br /&gt;sin ti ya no quiero nada,&lt;br /&gt;es oficial,&lt;br /&gt;me quiero casar contigo,&lt;br /&gt;amarrarte,&lt;br /&gt;anularte,&lt;br /&gt;amarte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-7637999905105165259?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/7637999905105165259/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=7637999905105165259' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/7637999905105165259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/7637999905105165259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2010/08/me-imagine-ser-un-asesino-un-dios-un.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-6652427568269700580</id><published>2010-08-30T01:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T01:06:09.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No me imagino. [by Amarilloverbal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me imagino dónde estarás,&lt;br /&gt;no quiero,&lt;br /&gt;te admito en mi íntimo recobejo,ç&lt;br /&gt;allí,&lt;br /&gt;lo sabes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me pierdo en 3 laberintos,&lt;br /&gt;todos iguales,&lt;br /&gt;distintos qué más da,&lt;br /&gt;ya no quiero nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy explícito,&lt;br /&gt;no quiero nada si no estás implícita en él,&lt;br /&gt;te quiero de todos modos,&lt;br /&gt;de todas formas,&lt;br /&gt;no,&lt;br /&gt;miento,&lt;br /&gt;te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo a más no poder,&lt;br /&gt;me pierdo en tus caminos,&lt;br /&gt;en tus rutas,&lt;br /&gt;en todos lados,&lt;br /&gt;en tu lado,&lt;br /&gt;en tu sombra,&lt;br /&gt;no me dejes,&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-6652427568269700580?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/6652427568269700580/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=6652427568269700580' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/6652427568269700580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/6652427568269700580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-me-imagino.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-1357168615472367153</id><published>2009-09-07T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:49:16.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muerte.[by Amarilloverbal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mi muerte escogerá el camino que seguiré,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; yo no lo puedo decidir;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; eso, eso ... llega a su tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Ya sabrás cuando la tuya vendrá por ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; ahora ten calma y espera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Mi muerte está enamorada de mi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; pero yo la odio;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; no me acecha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; pero yo la sigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Y ahora, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; jugamos a las escondidas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; yo me escondo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; hasta que ella me encuentre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-1357168615472367153?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/1357168615472367153/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=1357168615472367153' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/1357168615472367153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/1357168615472367153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2009/09/muerte.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-830796716028314333</id><published>2009-08-01T10:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T10:21:36.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asesinato. [By Amarilloverbal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;La muerte se disfraza de cementerio;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;crisantemos blancos tiñen la casa de color sangre;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;las bestias sin jinetes sin armas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;arremeten tal cual animal se acerca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;La noche se oculta sin que parezca día;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;ellas se desvisten sin pudor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;-¡Maldito seas!- grita el victimario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;y el día apareció.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;El día preso de cárceles en libertad;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;sin salmueras, sin heridas, sin nada ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;sin nada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;se calló.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-830796716028314333?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/830796716028314333/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=830796716028314333' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/830796716028314333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/830796716028314333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2009/08/asesinato.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-3061640621954873379</id><published>2009-07-30T18:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T18:14:10.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Escondite. [by Amarilloverbal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Llévame en el anzuelo más pequeño,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en la sombra que conduce el viento, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en un pergamino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en tu tatuaje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Llévame contigo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a tu escondite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a tu destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Llévame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;no me pierdas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Llévame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en tu corazoncito mamá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-3061640621954873379?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/3061640621954873379/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=3061640621954873379' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/3061640621954873379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/3061640621954873379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2009/07/escondite.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-5912881002343615348</id><published>2009-04-20T22:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:56:53.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoy. [by Amarilloverbal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dime si lo que guardas es más mentiras para mi,&lt;br /&gt;no me importa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dímelas, pero que sean solo a mi,&lt;br /&gt;a nadie más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te siento,&lt;br /&gt;te deseo,&lt;br /&gt;te anhelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy, te amo&lt;br /&gt;y no es mentira.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-5912881002343615348?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/5912881002343615348/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=5912881002343615348' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/5912881002343615348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/5912881002343615348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoy.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-4348281314418880266</id><published>2009-04-20T22:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:39:24.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No basta. [by Amarilloverbal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Como si no fuera suficiente extrañarte por no verte y aún más. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Como si no fuera suficiente mirarte sin verte y aún más. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Como si no fuera suficiente buscarte sin encontrarte y aún más.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Como si no fuera suficiente quererte, extrañarte, mirarte, buscarte y aún más.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-4348281314418880266?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/4348281314418880266/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=4348281314418880266' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/4348281314418880266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/4348281314418880266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-basta.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-3387241353281432351</id><published>2009-03-17T16:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:37:01.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;'Wallcover' [By AmarilloVerbal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En los juegos tan intensos de la vida,&lt;br /&gt;yo no decidí perder;&lt;br /&gt;preferí seguir invicto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejar de lado tu karma e irme,&lt;br /&gt;fue mi mejor partido,&lt;br /&gt;un centro al medio campo para evadirte ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no hablaré más de ti,&lt;br /&gt;equivoqué mi tiro,&lt;br /&gt;casi hago autogol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy yo perdí por 'wallcover'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-3387241353281432351?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/3387241353281432351/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=3387241353281432351' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/3387241353281432351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/3387241353281432351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2009/03/wallcover-by-amarilloverbal-en-los.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-6470270384343032003</id><published>2009-03-16T23:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:57:20.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miedo. [By AmarilloVerbal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;Cómo no me voy a emocionar,&lt;br /&gt;si cuando te tengo cerca la noche se vuelve día,&lt;br /&gt;mi corazón está impaciente por ver tu rostro,&lt;br /&gt;tal vez no diga nada,&lt;br /&gt;pero mañana muy temprano&lt;br /&gt;te platicaré a escondidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cómo dejarte de mirar,&lt;br /&gt;si me gusta tu mirada,&lt;br /&gt;regálame una noche,&lt;br /&gt;un beso,&lt;br /&gt;no le tengo miedo a nada,&lt;br /&gt;solo a tu respuesta,&lt;br /&gt;a un "no" por respuesta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-6470270384343032003?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/6470270384343032003/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=6470270384343032003' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/6470270384343032003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/6470270384343032003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2009/03/miedo.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-2107178168435370992</id><published>2008-12-11T19:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:51:13.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Adicto. [by Amarilloverbal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me he vuelto vegetariano,&lt;br /&gt;en especial todo lo verde,&lt;br /&gt;incluso con mi ropa y mi forma de pensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy comiendo demasiada sal,&lt;br /&gt;sal que carcome todo de mi,&lt;br /&gt;sin saber cuando parar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingiero líquido&lt;br /&gt;durante buena parte de la semana&lt;br /&gt;y ¿Crees que eso es bueno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraño todo de mi,&lt;br /&gt;incluso mi yo me extraña,&lt;br /&gt;donde ir?&lt;br /&gt;Lejos de este lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-2107178168435370992?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/2107178168435370992/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=2107178168435370992' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/2107178168435370992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/2107178168435370992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2008/12/adicto.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-3509909801616336947</id><published>2008-11-29T10:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T10:52:57.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lo borré. [by Amarilloverbal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy, sin querer,&lt;br /&gt;eliminé de la PC cosas de ti,&lt;br /&gt;lo olvidaba,&lt;br /&gt;lo borré tambien de mi recuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer, meditaba porque ser así,&lt;br /&gt;porque terminamos en esto,&lt;br /&gt;porque nos fuimos así,&lt;br /&gt;no recuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mañana serán&lt;br /&gt;trescientas setentiun veces que te veo,&lt;br /&gt;y aún así no me interesa decírtelo,&lt;br /&gt;pero lo borré ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borré el recuerdo,&lt;br /&gt;tu olor, aunque nunca lo tuve;&lt;br /&gt;tu rostro, que por foto se veía bien;&lt;br /&gt;te borré!! la puta-madre te borré!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-3509909801616336947?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/3509909801616336947/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=3509909801616336947' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/3509909801616336947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/3509909801616336947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2008/11/lo-borr.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-6548816827506262544</id><published>2008-06-19T22:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:48:51.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Respuestas. [by Amarilloverbal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las respuestas salen de mi mente,&lt;br /&gt;para ser olvidadas,&lt;br /&gt;hoy la lágrima que derramo no será para ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las respuestas,&lt;br /&gt;al final que son?,&lt;br /&gt;no son nada, nada romántico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis respuestas,&lt;br /&gt;tus respuestas,&lt;br /&gt;se entreveran sin saber a donde van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al final,&lt;br /&gt;a la mierda,&lt;br /&gt;a la basura las respuestas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A la basura tú.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-6548816827506262544?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/6548816827506262544/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=6548816827506262544' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/6548816827506262544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/6548816827506262544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2008/06/respuestas.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-3198232381061894011</id><published>2008-01-27T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:47:51.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me guardo. [por Amarilloverbal.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vayamonos a otro país,&lt;br /&gt;lleguemos a ese lugar,&lt;br /&gt;¡Hacia tu casa!&lt;br /&gt;cierra la puerta,&lt;br /&gt;el pasadiso,&lt;br /&gt;dirigete a la habitación,&lt;br /&gt;mientele al espejo,&lt;br /&gt;cierra el cristal,&lt;br /&gt;donde estuviste alguna vez...&lt;br /&gt;¡El hueco!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-3198232381061894011?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/3198232381061894011/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=3198232381061894011' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/3198232381061894011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/3198232381061894011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2008/01/me-guardo.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-964515053162481879</id><published>2008-01-27T21:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:44:40.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;la única gente que me interesa es la que está loca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, la gente que está loca por vivir, loca por hablar, loca por salvarse, con ganas de todo al mismo tiempo, la gente que nunca bosteza ni habla de lugares comunes, sino que arde, arde como fabulososo cohetes amarillos explotando igual que arañas entre las estrellas y entonces se ve estallar una luz azul y todo el mundo suelta un ¡Ahhh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*fragmento de el libro "En el camino" de Jack Kerouac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y hoy abro tu día así,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hoy lo destrozo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;lo reservo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Vamos a jugar a ser pacientes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a romper el hielo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a ser extraños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y a darnos un beso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En el día de hoy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ya no mentiré,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;no te diré que te amo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;solo escaparé de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y mañana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mañana ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;será otro día,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;quizá piense que es hoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-964515053162481879?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/964515053162481879/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=964515053162481879' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/964515053162481879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/964515053162481879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2008/01/la-nica-gente-que-me-interesa-es-la-que.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-6230905041376175410</id><published>2007-12-31T07:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T07:20:28.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="postdetails"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoy entendí. (soledad) [por AmarilloVerbal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr style="font-family: arial; height: 2px; font-style: italic;"&gt;                      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="postbody"&gt;Hoy entendí que no se puede&lt;br /&gt;pintar el color de los patios&lt;br /&gt;en la forma que uno quiere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy entendí que te dejé partir,&lt;br /&gt;que ya no sabré de ti por más que lo intente,&lt;br /&gt;hoy yo tambien renuncio a ti,&lt;br /&gt;quizá es mejor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy,&lt;br /&gt;la mañana se torno diferente,&lt;br /&gt;está gris,&lt;br /&gt;estoy triste por ti,&lt;br /&gt;por nosotros,&lt;br /&gt;sé que el amor se fue&lt;br /&gt;o que lo dejamos ir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias por todo,&lt;br /&gt;hasta alguna vez,&lt;br /&gt;en que todo esto mejore,&lt;br /&gt;en que todo esto sea distinto,&lt;br /&gt;para ti,&lt;br /&gt;para mi,&lt;br /&gt;o para los dos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postdetails"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-6230905041376175410?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/6230905041376175410/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=6230905041376175410' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/6230905041376175410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/6230905041376175410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2007/12/hoy-entend.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-1809941165287076779</id><published>2007-09-26T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T11:44:11.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pegado a ti. [by Amarilloverbal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya pasaron más de mil horas&lt;br /&gt;sin poder escuchar tu voz dirigida a mi,&lt;br /&gt;ya pasaron días desde nuestra última foto,&lt;br /&gt;ya no recuerdo a que saben tus besos,&lt;br /&gt;a que huelen tus abrazos,&lt;br /&gt;o q bella es tu mirada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De seguro que el hablar de mi&lt;br /&gt;aún te causa molestia,&lt;br /&gt;tanto que me miras mal.&lt;br /&gt;Pero para suerte mala tuya,&lt;br /&gt;yo aún estoy allí "pegado a ti",&lt;br /&gt;aún sigo allí saboreando lo bello que es el amor,&lt;br /&gt;lo bello que es sentirlo por ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De seguro que ya&lt;br /&gt;te cansaste de los que piensan en ti&lt;br /&gt;tanto como yo en ti,&lt;br /&gt;de seguro te perdiste por el pasillo,&lt;br /&gt;por uno donde yo no estaba,&lt;br /&gt;tal vez aún estás allí para mi y yo&lt;br /&gt;aún no lo sepa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te extraño muchisimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-1809941165287076779?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/1809941165287076779/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=1809941165287076779' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/1809941165287076779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/1809941165287076779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2007/09/pegado-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-6251523167390376956</id><published>2007-08-23T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T11:12:47.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TE QUIERO MUCHO VIC. [by Marcela Cifuentes]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentirme enamorada,sin poder amar.&lt;br /&gt;Querer estar a tu lado, se siente tan lejano.&lt;br /&gt;Anhelo poder tocarte, deceo besarte;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir tu respiracion cerca de mi;&lt;br /&gt;Acariciarte como nunca nadien lo hizo.&lt;br /&gt;Sentirme solo tuya toda la vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es que mis deceos se vuelven mas intensos&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazon de aprieta de impotencia&lt;br /&gt;De tenerte tan lejos de mi presencia&lt;br /&gt;Tu recuerdo despierta al amanecer&lt;br /&gt;Al cerrar mis ojos antes de dormir&lt;br /&gt;En cada segundo del correr del dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te quiero tanto Vic que ya no lo aguanto&lt;br /&gt;Por que este amor tiene que serlo asi&lt;br /&gt;Que daria por estar un minuto junto a ti&lt;br /&gt;Mis sueños se escapan de la realidad&lt;br /&gt;Viviendo de fantasias y anhelos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu abristes aquel corazon que yacia de dureza&lt;br /&gt;Provocastes lo que nadien pudo en mi&lt;br /&gt;Solo tu Vic rompistes con esa soledad&lt;br /&gt;Apagastes esa tristeza de la cual vivia&lt;br /&gt;Alegrastes mi vida y me hicistes sentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis ilusiones van mucho mas alla&lt;br /&gt;Estan puestas solo en ti&lt;br /&gt;Algun dia llegaran a mi puerta&lt;br /&gt;Con un abrazo que jamas sera dejado&lt;br /&gt;Como asi mismo un dia escribistes&lt;br /&gt;Te quiero conocer de pies a cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Que no me espantara por lo que sentias&lt;br /&gt;Estabas sintiendote enamorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu voz , tus letras , tus atenciones , tu ayuda&lt;br /&gt;Entre otras mas,te senti tan asi&lt;br /&gt;Vulnerable ante tu ausencia&lt;br /&gt;Mis ojos de iluminan de lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;Por la distancia que nos separa&lt;br /&gt;Al tener tanto amor que dar&lt;br /&gt;Que por el momento no se ha de completar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recuerda que te quiero&lt;br /&gt;Que este sentimiento esta vivo&lt;br /&gt;Desde chile a peru queriendo&lt;br /&gt;Poder conocerte en persona&lt;br /&gt;Y entregarte mi vida si lo es necesario&lt;br /&gt;Memoriza cada letra de esto&lt;br /&gt;Para que cada linea sea grabada&lt;br /&gt;Y por siempre recordada .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-6251523167390376956?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/6251523167390376956/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=6251523167390376956' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/6251523167390376956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/6251523167390376956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2007/08/hace-unos-das-atrs-una-pequea-seorita.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-115751837796672933</id><published>2006-09-05T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:54:44.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Soluble en agua [por Amarillo Verbal.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo soy barro a tus pies,&lt;br /&gt;soy fuego en tus manos&lt;br /&gt;y desdicha en tu cabeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que la muerte nos libre de besarnos,&lt;br /&gt;de no tocarnos y sentir el trecho quemado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disolvamonos en agua&lt;br /&gt;y seamos màs agrios que dulces en labios.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-115751837796672933?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/115751837796672933/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=115751837796672933' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/115751837796672933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/115751837796672933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2006/09/soluble-en-agua-por-amarillo-verbal.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-115751821077991891</id><published>2006-09-05T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:55:13.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tirada en un vacio lugar [por Amarillo Verbal.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella dejó de mirarme como antes,&lt;br /&gt;sentí que no era la misma&lt;br /&gt;que sus pecados dibagaban por lugares turbios,&lt;br /&gt;y su sombra era azul, algo dificil de entender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su amor se desbanesia con cada gemido,&lt;br /&gt;con cada corte de viento entre sus piernas,&lt;br /&gt;comprendí que ya no era importante para ella y ella no lo era para mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella estaba muerta,&lt;br /&gt;tirada en un vacio lugar,&lt;br /&gt;con ojos blancos me decía que me vaya,&lt;br /&gt;que me vaya sin ella y sin su perfume olor a mierda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-115751821077991891?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/115751821077991891/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=115751821077991891' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/115751821077991891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/115751821077991891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2006/09/tirada-en-un-vacio-lugar-por-amarillo.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-115751804232520528</id><published>2006-09-05T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:57:37.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Màscame [por Amarillo Verbal.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Màscame, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta que se te quite el mal sabor de boca,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta que te extasees de color; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Màscame, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta romperme los huesos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta que te revientes el paladar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Màscame con amor, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;con delirio y con temor; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eso es lo que espero en sueño, dopado... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Màscame, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sin razòn ni motivo ni sasòn, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hazlo porque sì, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;porque lo necesito. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Màscame, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta llorar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta no decir basta, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta estallar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Màscame, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta que el sabor se acabe, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta que la noche avance, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta que el cigarro se apague, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta que la cerveza se caiga, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta que nuestros hijos crescan, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta que muera. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Màscame, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hasta que yo quiera.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-115751804232520528?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/115751804232520528/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=115751804232520528' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/115751804232520528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/115751804232520528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2006/09/mscame-por-amarillo-verbal.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-114528847064568218</id><published>2006-04-17T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:41:10.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Voy. [por &lt;a name="102245"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joz_°oº]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me callo!&lt;br /&gt;me disuelvo&lt;br /&gt;y le quito la resaca a la pastilla para la resaca&lt;br /&gt;mientras tus manos besan mi boca&lt;br /&gt;o lo que queda del fenómeno carnal&lt;br /&gt;hacinado en mi cara&lt;br /&gt;-pastilla para la resaca-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es cierto que vivir bombardeado&lt;br /&gt;es mejor que morir en carnaval&lt;br /&gt;pero recuerdas que olvidamos&lt;br /&gt;comernos las mechas&lt;br /&gt;cuando se nos acabó la mayonesa?,&lt;br /&gt;recuerdas que pediste&lt;br /&gt;mi abrigo en Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;porque no querías morir de un resfriado?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me callo!&lt;br /&gt;sólo cierro la boca y le tomo examen&lt;br /&gt;al examen de orina.&lt;br /&gt;Mi boca toca tus manos&lt;br /&gt;o los fenómenos óseos&lt;br /&gt;hacinados en mi pecho&lt;br /&gt; -voy a reventarte a puñetes-&lt;br /&gt;voy a amarte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-114528847064568218?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/114528847064568218/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=114528847064568218' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/114528847064568218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/114528847064568218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2006/04/voy.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-114528764261890079</id><published>2006-04-17T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:27:22.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Has lo que quieras [por Amarillo Verbal.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pierdete en aquel lugar donde todos te encuentren &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y buscate en el lugar mas obvio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No te escondas en la claridad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lucha contra el mundo y nada mas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Llega a lugares donde es inutil llegar ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;has lo que quieras, pero no busques amar a quien no lo hace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-114528764261890079?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/114528764261890079/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=114528764261890079' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/114528764261890079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/114528764261890079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2006/04/has-lo-que-quieras-por-amarillo-verbal.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-114528711345295978</id><published>2006-04-17T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:18:33.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lo huevón que fuí [por Amarillo Verbal.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desnudarte y hacerte mia&lt;br /&gt;era lo unico que anhelabas,&lt;br /&gt;lavate las manos -decias-&lt;br /&gt;no te ensucies tocando mis pechos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre me esquivabas cuando hablaba de amor...&lt;br /&gt;Entiende soy una puta nada más -respondias-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando un día hirbiendo en alcohol&lt;br /&gt;y sediento de  tu amor,&lt;br /&gt;partí a tu "nido de dolor"&lt;br /&gt;(así lo llamabas no? ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maldita la hora en que te vi con él,&lt;br /&gt;ahora siento que te perdí,&lt;br /&gt;estas tu tirada ahi y yo como un huevón hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lloro lo puta que fuiste.&lt;br /&gt;Maldigo la hora en que te conocí,&lt;br /&gt;pero más maldigo lo huevón que fuí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-114528711345295978?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/114528711345295978/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=114528711345295978' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Amarillo Verbal.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Porqué jamás dijiste verdades que me dolieran, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;siempre tuve que oir lo que yo quería &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;cuando en realidad no lo era , no lo era... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;TE REPUDIO SABES?. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Eres lo que jamas espere venir, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;lo que siempre me dio alegrias llenas de tristezas; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;maltrataste MI vida , MI hoy , MI todo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Vendiste MI mundo , MI yo ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;no sé que fue de mi cuando aún era tuyo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;no lo se la verdad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Solo espero abrir los ojos y mi vientre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;esperando una respuesta de porque me fije en ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;cuando tú fuiste la que cagó mi vida,mi hoy, mi todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-114528666076788272?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/114528666076788272/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=114528666076788272' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/114528666076788272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/114528666076788272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2006/04/te-repudio-por-amarillo-verbal.html' title=''/><author><name>ذا...ولكن هذا لا</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03937713710261682443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUvGh1aGTwI/SlgENnHd-hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VXbb1IvWzDs/S220/HPIM00491.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21126628.post-114528541879174602</id><published>2006-04-17T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T09:50:18.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No pienso volver a vivir - Amarillo Verbal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Puedo sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;que ni la vida misma me quiere en este lugar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-y digo eso- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;porque hable con ella hace un instante, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;por ese motivo me marché de aquí,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y sabes qué? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NO PIENSO VOLVER A VIVIR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No intentes despertarme, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;porque simplemente no despertare! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ni para ti, ni para nadie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Por eso aqui me vez, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tirado en un rincón, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;con la soga abrazando mi cuello, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;con mis ojos decaidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;como si con ellos pidiera perdon por lo que hice y sabes ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NO PIENSO VOLVER A VIVIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-114528541879174602?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/114528541879174602/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=114528541879174602' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/114528541879174602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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siempre estoy en el útero&lt;br /&gt;Madre,&lt;br /&gt;succionandote y tú te sientes la mujer más dichosa del mundo&lt;br /&gt;con tu barriguita y este tu hijo&lt;br /&gt;en tus entrañas yo soy lo que tu respiras y lo que comes.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando piensas, cuando hablas lo suficientemente&lt;br /&gt;fuerte para que yo te escuche, tù dices:&lt;br /&gt;Hoy tengo cita con el ginecòlogo&lt;br /&gt;estoy cansada my baby&lt;br /&gt;debo ir&lt;br /&gt;y sales con tus pies cansados hacia las gradas&lt;br /&gt;"caerse sólo es ser atraidos por la gravedad"&lt;br /&gt;pero bajas delicadamente apoyada en la baranda&lt;br /&gt;"las cosas dèbiles - y sobre todo viejas -&lt;br /&gt;no soportan el peso exesivo"&lt;br /&gt;pero esta baranda hace treinta años que no se rompe&lt;br /&gt;¿ te imaginas cómo me siento cuando llegas sana y salva&lt;br /&gt;hacia el ulitmo escalón ?&lt;br /&gt;Yo me alegro&lt;br /&gt;yo te succiono&lt;br /&gt;yo respiro tu respiraciòn&lt;br /&gt;me alimento.&lt;br /&gt;Madre&lt;br /&gt;yo siempre estoy en el útero,&lt;br /&gt;casi siempre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21126628-113763654991324058?l=amarilloverbal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/feeds/113763654991324058/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21126628&amp;postID=113763654991324058' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/113763654991324058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21126628/posts/default/113763654991324058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarilloverbal.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-utero-por-bibolo-yo-siempre-estoy.html' 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