<?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-4755353226019795916</id><updated>2011-07-30T09:05:23.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>  </title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cheeche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00349800780435538703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755353226019795916.post-4378049297564586494</id><published>2010-08-07T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T11:03:44.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/TF2e3mDmMPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/fD-ij0lM4Jc/s1600/NEWPHOTOSHOOTS_001_JDDDOTCOM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/TF2e3mDmMPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/fD-ij0lM4Jc/s320/NEWPHOTOSHOOTS_001_JDDDOTCOM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502728997662241010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My friends say i'm a fool to think that you're the one for me, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i guess i'm just a sucker for love&lt;/span&gt;. 'Cuz honestly the truth is that  you know i'm never leaving 'cuz you're my angel sent from above. Baby you can do no wrong my money is yours, give you little more because i love ya, with me, boy is where you belong, just stay right here i promise my dear i'll put nothin' above ya. Love me, say that you love me, fool me oh how you do me, kiss me say that you miss me, tell me what i wanna hear, tell me you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;People try to tell me but i still refuse to listen 'cuz they don't get to spend time with you, a minute with you is worth more than a thousand days without your love. My heart is blind but i don't care 'cuz when i'm with you everything has disappeared, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;every time i hold you near i never wanna let you go&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4755353226019795916-4378049297564586494?l=miestrellaideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/feeds/4378049297564586494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/4378049297564586494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/4378049297564586494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-me.html' title='Love me'/><author><name>cheeche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00349800780435538703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/TF2e3mDmMPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/fD-ij0lM4Jc/s72-c/NEWPHOTOSHOOTS_001_JDDDOTCOM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755353226019795916.post-8468528951780631197</id><published>2009-07-30T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T12:12:29.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364332920759841858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/SnHwXrbS9EI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mA6mbk0I234/s320/lo+que+tanto+anhelo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;¿Y sabes que? Tenías razón.. Me he dado cuenta que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;sin ti mi vida no tiene sentido&lt;/span&gt; si no estás conmigo amor. Tú no sabes como duele que ya no estés aquí &lt;em&gt;por las noches ya no duermo solo pensando en ti&lt;/em&gt;, se que yo te lastimé, muchas veces te falle, y también te descuidé amor perdoname. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tú recuerdo sigue aquí grabado en mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;, y hoy estoy arrepentido amor te pido perdón.&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/4755353226019795916-8468528951780631197?l=miestrellaideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/feeds/8468528951780631197/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/07/y-sabes-que-tenias-razon.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/8468528951780631197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/8468528951780631197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/07/y-sabes-que-tenias-razon.html' title=''/><author><name>cheeche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00349800780435538703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/SnHwXrbS9EI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mA6mbk0I234/s72-c/lo+que+tanto+anhelo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755353226019795916.post-1023948879348546269</id><published>2009-07-30T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T12:02:20.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/SnHuHLZ-ggI/AAAAAAAAAE8/sTmflxgl2KA/s1600-h/por+las+noches.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364330438263210498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/SnHuHLZ-ggI/AAAAAAAAAE8/sTmflxgl2KA/s320/por+las+noches.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/SnHtiflZrTI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NEYevxarwRU/s1600-h/por+las+noches.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dejame amarte mujer, quiero acariciarte otra vez, dejame estar junto a vos. Dejame amarte mujer quiero acariciarte otra vez, dejame hacerte el amor. Dejame enseñarte voy a demostrarte porque &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;es suyo mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;, y dejame sentirte quiero acariciarte dejame sentir tu calor. Esta noche quiero hacerte el amor en una cama los dos ardiendo de pasion, esta noche &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; y yo.&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/4755353226019795916-1023948879348546269?l=miestrellaideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/feeds/1023948879348546269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/07/dejame-amarte-mujer-quiero-acariciarte.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/1023948879348546269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/1023948879348546269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/07/dejame-amarte-mujer-quiero-acariciarte.html' title=''/><author><name>cheeche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00349800780435538703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/SnHuHLZ-ggI/AAAAAAAAAE8/sTmflxgl2KA/s72-c/por+las+noches.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755353226019795916.post-1045396957853846940</id><published>2009-07-29T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:51:09.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a7713d570aca637e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da7713d570aca637e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331466720%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D424364E5E2B0F4EF22D5A8E650AB4E9880893467.77EB438C8336435D2F18BFE267BD8B0A0FF529CC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da7713d570aca637e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyG8iiZ9T0LWQledTmWqmW41o3hM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da7713d570aca637e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331466720%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D424364E5E2B0F4EF22D5A8E650AB4E9880893467.77EB438C8336435D2F18BFE267BD8B0A0FF529CC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da7713d570aca637e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyG8iiZ9T0LWQledTmWqmW41o3hM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Me ha llegado el rumor de que tienes otro amor, me cuentan lo que dices por ahí de que yo te hice sufrir, y agregas que resulta soy un gil y hoy te ries tu de mi, que pena que me da tu nuevo amor si tus labios solo me recuerdan. Deja de creer tus propias mentiras, deja de sangrar por la vieja herida, dejame intentar revivir lo nuestro, yo se que aun me amas mienteles a ellos. Deja de creer tus propias mentiras, deja de sangrar por la vieja herida, no todo fué así, como tú lo dices, también hubo un tiempo que fuimos felices. Y aunque el mundo entero piense o diga que vos ya no me amas, yo se que.. yo se que vos todavía me extrañas. Es verdad que yo no soy santo que tu devoción merece, atorrante en el amor, esa fama no me enorgullece. Es verdad te lastimé juro no era mi intención, le cuesta a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;un plebeyo como yo ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;el héroe en cuentos de princesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&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/4755353226019795916-1045396957853846940?l=miestrellaideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a7713d570aca637e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/feeds/1045396957853846940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-ha-llegado-el-rumor-de-que-tienes.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/1045396957853846940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/1045396957853846940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-ha-llegado-el-rumor-de-que-tienes.html' title=''/><author><name>cheeche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00349800780435538703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755353226019795916.post-5717377347050926290</id><published>2009-07-29T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:50:45.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/SnBxX87LdwI/AAAAAAAAADk/yLA9SzGEYlw/s1600-h/DSC05438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 291px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363911812503533314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/SnBxX87LdwI/AAAAAAAAADk/yLA9SzGEYlw/s320/DSC05438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Si tu te vas yo nosé hacia donde partiré, sin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ninguna dirección como un perro vagaré. Si tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;te vas yo no sé hacia donde partire, sin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ninguna dirección como un perro vagaré, con el alma herida, por las noches andaré recorriendo la ciudad, deseando volverte a ver. Tu, tu.. eres &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mi máximo sueño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Tu, tu.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;eres lo tanto anhelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4755353226019795916-5717377347050926290?l=miestrellaideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/feeds/5717377347050926290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/07/si-tu-te-vas-yo-nose-hacia-donde.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/5717377347050926290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/5717377347050926290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/07/si-tu-te-vas-yo-nose-hacia-donde.html' title=''/><author><name>cheeche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00349800780435538703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/SnBxX87LdwI/AAAAAAAAADk/yLA9SzGEYlw/s72-c/DSC05438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755353226019795916.post-2011801538434797623</id><published>2009-04-28T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:11:16.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracias..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;object width="368" height="293" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-96bd4c33e3e49b85" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D96bd4c33e3e49b85%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331466720%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52EB5B738C848036811873635AC19DEFA968802C.328EA23909358E3DF78FABD818286F7F84F1D1DB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D96bd4c33e3e49b85%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLCI9Oyqyzt5OzyPY-a8OSAAl25c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="368" height="293" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D96bd4c33e3e49b85%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331466720%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52EB5B738C848036811873635AC19DEFA968802C.328EA23909358E3DF78FABD818286F7F84F1D1DB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D96bd4c33e3e49b85%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLCI9Oyqyzt5OzyPY-a8OSAAl25c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;racias &lt;strong&gt;por haberte conocido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;por haberme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sonreído&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, por mirarme y por hablarme. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gracias por haberte amado tanto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, por tu risa y por tu llanto y &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;por todas tus palabras de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Tengo que darte las &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gracias por&lt;/span&gt; estar cerca de mi y por &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;las miles&lt;/span&gt; de cosas que yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;siento junto&lt;/span&gt; a ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Gracias por haberte &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;conocido por&lt;/span&gt; que nunca me has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mentido por&lt;/span&gt; quererme por besarme y &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hacerme&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4755353226019795916-2011801538434797623?l=miestrellaideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=96bd4c33e3e49b85&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/feeds/2011801538434797623/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/gracias.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/2011801538434797623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/2011801538434797623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/gracias.html' title='Gracias..'/><author><name>cheeche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00349800780435538703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755353226019795916.post-6384690714321765717</id><published>2009-04-21T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:29:11.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Se4sgR1bJFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yCG8ejIQ8Vs/s1600-h/jajaja+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327244342280791122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Se4sgR1bJFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yCG8ejIQ8Vs/s320/jajaja+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;o amo a pesar de saber que no puedo amarlo, yo sé que hago bien si lo dejo y empiezo a olvidarlo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Él núnca me ha dado esperanzas de atarse a mi vida&lt;/span&gt;, más cuando me tiene en sus brazos me siento optimista, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yo sé que me engaño, comprando mentiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Lo amo a pesar de saber que voy a perderlo, y lucho con todo mi amor para retenerlo, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;el&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;tiempo que paso a su lado lo paso flotando, más cuando se pierde por días lo odio llorando, después él regresa y yo vuelvo a amarlo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. No puedo dejarlo su boca me tienta me invita a besarlo, no puedo dejarlo, me asusta pensar vivir sin tocarlo, no puedo dejarlo, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;no existe otro hombre que me haga olvidarlo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ya son muchos años, que buenos o malos no puedo cambiarlos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Su amor me hace daño, quisiera dejarlo, me siento perdida, lo amo. Sé que no hay futuro, ni final feliz, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;pero él es mi mundo, es el hombre que me hace vivir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. No puedo dejarlo, no existe otro hombre que me haga olvidarlo, ya son muchos años, que buenos o malos no puedo cambiarlos. Su amor me hace daño, quisiera dejarlo, me siento perdida, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lo amo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/4755353226019795916-6384690714321765717?l=miestrellaideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/feeds/6384690714321765717/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/l-o-amo-pesar-de-saber-que-no-puedo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/6384690714321765717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/6384690714321765717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/l-o-amo-pesar-de-saber-que-no-puedo.html' title=''/><author><name>cheeche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00349800780435538703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Se4sgR1bJFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yCG8ejIQ8Vs/s72-c/jajaja+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755353226019795916.post-2236904007757391565</id><published>2009-04-20T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:06:42.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Se02xThZAaI/AAAAAAAAABk/4VlD4uX4Udw/s1600-h/LINDOOO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326974154930979234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Se02xThZAaI/AAAAAAAAABk/4VlD4uX4Udw/s320/LINDOOO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Se02a8L903I/AAAAAAAAABU/3dH7HaMO_mM/s1600-h/LINDOOO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326973770709980018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Se02a8L903I/AAAAAAAAABU/3dH7HaMO_mM/s320/LINDOOO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4755353226019795916-2236904007757391565?l=miestrellaideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/feeds/2236904007757391565/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/tu-el-inalcansable-el-imposible-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/2236904007757391565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/2236904007757391565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/tu-el-inalcansable-el-imposible-el.html' title=''/><author><name>cheeche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00349800780435538703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Se02xThZAaI/AAAAAAAAABk/4VlD4uX4Udw/s72-c/LINDOOO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755353226019795916.post-2559309155100169241</id><published>2009-04-20T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:51:01.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sp0.fotolog.com/photo/0/54/3/quetienentusojos/1233768987880_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px" alt="" src="http://sp0.fotolog.com/photo/0/54/3/quetienentusojos/1233768987880_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ace tiempo que quería decirte esto y no había tenido el valor, pero no aguanto más..Hoy quiero decirte todo lo que siento, pues no aguanto más. Es un sentimiento que llevo muy dentro que hoy no puedo callar. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siempre que tú pasas por mi lado yo comienzo a temblar, me miras y sonríes siempre tan atento sin sospechar que yo te quiero, y que daría mi vida y más por que te sintieras igual&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Si tú me amaras bajaría el cielo a tus pies, si tú me dejaras acercarme solo una vez, todo si tú quisieras, te doy mi vida entera, si tu me amaras. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Vienen a mi mente todos los recuerdos de aquel día en que te conocí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;sin decirte nada solo una mirada, descubrí que eras todo lo que un día pedí&lt;/em&gt;. Mira quien soy, en verdad alguien que te quiere amar y que daría mi vida y más por que te sintieras igual. Si tú me amaras bajaría el cielo a tus pies, si tú me dejaras acercarme solo una vez, todo si tu quisieras te doy mi vida entera, si tu me amaras. Te entrego todo mi amor, daría mi amistad si tú me amaras serías &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;el rey de mi castillo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, dame la oportunidad.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4755353226019795916-2559309155100169241?l=miestrellaideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/feeds/2559309155100169241/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/h-ace-tiempo-que-queria-decirte-esto-y.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/2559309155100169241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/2559309155100169241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/h-ace-tiempo-que-queria-decirte-esto-y.html' title=''/><author><name>cheeche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00349800780435538703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755353226019795916.post-5125313727185084369</id><published>2009-04-20T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:50:43.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Se0v7LqlW7I/AAAAAAAAABI/DWal18mu0dY/s1600-h/1227295500577_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326966628039351218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Se0v7LqlW7I/AAAAAAAAABI/DWal18mu0dY/s320/1227295500577_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sp0.fotolog.com/photo/0/54/3/quetienentusojos/1227295500577_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; veces pienso que te miento cuando te digo que te quiero, porque &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;se &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;que esto ya no es querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. A veces creo que he muerto, cuando no estas y yo despierto, porque se que esto ya no es querer. Es algo mas, algo que me llena, algo que no mata ni envenena, es algo más, algo más que amar.. Es algo más que la distancia, que el dolor y la nostalgia, sabemos que eso no nos va a separar. Es darte un beso cada noche, que tus manos me enamoren y que lo nuestro crezca cada día más, porque somos algo más... A veces creo que he vivido más de mil años contigo, porque se que esto ya no es querer. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A veces pienso que es mentira, por como entraste en mi vida&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; porque se que esto ya no es querer. Es algo más que la distancia, que el dolor y la nostalgia, sabemos que eso no nos va a separar. Es darte un beso cada noche, que tus manos me enamoren y que lo nuestro crezca cada día más.. Y yo se que no es querer, porque en tus ojos yo me puedo perder, contigo olvido lo que es temer. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;¿Acaso no sabes que tu eres para mi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; La noche, el día en mi vivir, la sangre en mis venas, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lo doy todo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Contigo el mundo no tiene final y el tiempo no se nos va a acabar..&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/4755353226019795916-5125313727185084369?l=miestrellaideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/feeds/5125313727185084369/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/es-algo-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/5125313727185084369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/5125313727185084369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/es-algo-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>cheeche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00349800780435538703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Se0v7LqlW7I/AAAAAAAAABI/DWal18mu0dY/s72-c/1227295500577_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755353226019795916.post-8355820101336382698</id><published>2009-04-19T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:50:20.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te conocí..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7764a57ec3e56439" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7764a57ec3e56439%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331466720%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60A14DD09DA7C8F9815B1AFE1FFF94B18AF88E02.2C235EF3F00966B1E53FE6570339416A52A100BB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7764a57ec3e56439%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dm4JbAZB0PSeFBMJ1JX69Dhix8VM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7764a57ec3e56439%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331466720%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60A14DD09DA7C8F9815B1AFE1FFF94B18AF88E02.2C235EF3F00966B1E53FE6570339416A52A100BB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7764a57ec3e56439%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dm4JbAZB0PSeFBMJ1JX69Dhix8VM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uiero que lo escuches hoy, lo que hay en mi corazon, quiero que sepas si no respiro si no estas al lado &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;mi amor&lt;/span&gt;. Cuando menos lo esperaba encontre mi gran amor, te encontre a vos corazón y yo no me separaré de vos. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;conocí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me enamoré&lt;/strong&gt;, gracias a Dios yo te encontré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; y de ti no me separaré. Si no estás &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;no sé vivir&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;si no estás preferiria morir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Eres el aire que respiro, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;eres &lt;em&gt;todo&lt;/em&gt; para mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Me robaste el corazón, me llenaste de ilusión.. Eres el aire que respiro, eres todo para mi.. mi amor &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;mi gran &lt;strong&gt;amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4755353226019795916-8355820101336382698?l=miestrellaideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7764a57ec3e56439&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/feeds/8355820101336382698/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/te-conoci.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/8355820101336382698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/8355820101336382698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/te-conoci.html' title='Te conocí..'/><author><name>cheeche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00349800780435538703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755353226019795916.post-8350018990758864422</id><published>2009-04-19T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:49:55.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gritaré..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Seu-kD9yPHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c4BOFWexP8k/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326560511044762738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Seu-kD9yPHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c4BOFWexP8k/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oy a gritarle al mundo entero que &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;te quiero&lt;/span&gt;. Que sepan todos que lo mio ya &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;es pasión&lt;/span&gt;, que por mis venas corre sangre con &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tu nombre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; y que mi cuerpo se alimenta si estás &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Voy a gritar que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;eres&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;vicio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, una costumbre la que no puedo cambiar, un &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sentimiento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que está lleno de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;locuras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, un gran amor al que nadie va a callar. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Gritaré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, gritaré &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;que se puede morir por un amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Gritaré, gritaré que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;esta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;tonta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;te quiere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;hasta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Voy a gritar que &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;eres la estrella que me alumbra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;eres el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;que en mis sueños&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;siempre está&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, que eres el viento que me empuja y me marea que eres el &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dueño&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;mi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;gran&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;debilidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Gritaré, gritaré que se puede morir por un amor, gritaré, gritaré que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;esta tonta &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;quiere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/4755353226019795916-8350018990758864422?l=miestrellaideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/feeds/8350018990758864422/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/gritare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/8350018990758864422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755353226019795916/posts/default/8350018990758864422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miestrellaideal.blogspot.com/2009/04/gritare.html' title='Gritaré..'/><author><name>cheeche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00349800780435538703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbtBTd-hcFI/Seu-kD9yPHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c4BOFWexP8k/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
