<?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-7809272298020576239</id><updated>2012-01-29T20:09:51.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUCARACHITA</title><subtitle type='html'>Un dia en que me puse a escribir</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-6432039265592920657</id><published>2012-01-29T19:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T20:00:44.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nT8AgQX09fQ/TyYV04UBdkI/AAAAAAAAAWs/9ufi57COlqs/s1600/28373681qo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nT8AgQX09fQ/TyYV04UBdkI/AAAAAAAAAWs/9ufi57COlqs/s200/28373681qo4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703269976325060162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necesito mi libertad ¡ como puedes sentir que tu vida es una cárcel sin estar en una&lt;div&gt;como puedo guardar tanta rabia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como me cuesta respirar aun cuando tengo aire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como no sentir que solo el amor me salva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-6432039265592920657?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/6432039265592920657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=6432039265592920657' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/6432039265592920657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/6432039265592920657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2012/01/como.html' title='COMO'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nT8AgQX09fQ/TyYV04UBdkI/AAAAAAAAAWs/9ufi57COlqs/s72-c/28373681qo4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-9064263319643424043</id><published>2011-09-17T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T12:43:38.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REPARADOR DE SUEÑOS -  Silvio Rodríguez (Cuba)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mc_K3jgjsU/TnTmimlaqDI/AAAAAAAAAWk/om7VJuOMfuI/s1600/Silvio%2BRodriguez.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 200px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mc_K3jgjsU/TnTmimlaqDI/AAAAAAAAAWk/om7VJuOMfuI/s200/Silvio%2BRodriguez.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653396914404239410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;  Siempre, llega el enanito con sus herramientas de aflojar los odios y apretar amores  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Siempre, llega el enanito siempre oreja adentro con afán risueño de enmendar lo roto  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt; Siempre, apartando piedras de aquí, basura de allá -haciendo labor-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt; siempre va esta personita feliz trocando lo sucio en oro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt; Siempre, llega hasta el salón principal donde está el motor que mueve la luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt; y siempre allí hace su tarea mejor el reparador de sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;  Siempre, llega el enanito hasta la persona, hasta todo el pueblo hasta el universo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt; Siempre, llega el enanito y desde esa hora se acaba el silencio y aparece el trino  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Siempre, apartando piedras de aquí, basura de allá -haciendo labor- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;siempre va esta personita feliz trocando lo sucio en oro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt; Siempre, llega hasta el salón principal donde está el motor que mueve la luz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;y siempre allí hace su tarea mejor el reparador de sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-9064263319643424043?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/9064263319643424043/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=9064263319643424043' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/9064263319643424043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/9064263319643424043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2011/09/reparador-de-suenos-silvio-rodriguez.html' title='REPARADOR DE SUEÑOS -  Silvio Rodríguez (Cuba)'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mc_K3jgjsU/TnTmimlaqDI/AAAAAAAAAWk/om7VJuOMfuI/s72-c/Silvio%2BRodriguez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-3373726589153664294</id><published>2011-07-24T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:55:32.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EDI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6tXId8knPxs/TiyF1ctgvVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VteTN8b_e-8/s1600/b_rodeada_de_mariposas.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6tXId8knPxs/TiyF1ctgvVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VteTN8b_e-8/s200/b_rodeada_de_mariposas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633024387220290898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edi mujer testaruda y amigable  a la que e conocido en esta carreta de mi  sobre vivencia &lt;div&gt;alucine con tu vida y tus sueños, conocí  otra faceta de las tristezas y alegrías gracias a tus interesantes relatos sobre aquel hombre gringo el cual viviste por 12 largos años y te dejo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; dejándote vacía y llevando tu alma a la mas terrible amargura abandonándote sola a cargar aquella pena de que en tu vientre no puedas generar vida, la soledad  es parte de ti, y el trabajo algo que llena tu espacio y siento q apesar de todo eso, dejas una huella agradable a los que te conocemos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-3373726589153664294?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/3373726589153664294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=3373726589153664294' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3373726589153664294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3373726589153664294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2011/07/edi.html' title='EDI'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6tXId8knPxs/TiyF1ctgvVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VteTN8b_e-8/s72-c/b_rodeada_de_mariposas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-7566149629133088950</id><published>2011-03-19T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T09:30:16.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MI PESAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qF9hPvKLgts/TYTfQpLdvMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/C5Kx2Qvtjz0/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585834914871098562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qF9hPvKLgts/TYTfQpLdvMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/C5Kx2Qvtjz0/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solo me gustaria poder trasmitir con estas palabras mi pesar, aquel que cargo por muchos años que gracias a una psicologa y la gente que me escucha y amo logre decifrar aveces el sentir aquellas sensaciones que vivi por esos años en los que yo era solo una estudiante me hacen volver los recuerdos a mi memoria haci le conte a mi mamà recorde aquella sala de clases donde fui humillada y esas palabras en mi mente .. ahora lucho por vencer la ansiedad que me provoca el sentirme evaluada por otros y el creer que fracasare como en muchas practicas laborales en las que me e vuelto pequeña e indefensa ante lo demas y ante mi misma, una dura realidad que me llevo a pedir ayuda y que para mi es un gran paso considerando que empezare mi vida laboral , el porcentaje de mejora a mi pesar es incierto dependera de mi y de mi cerebro angustiado que guarda un monstruo terrible que amenaza mis capacidades y mi auto visiòn de mi misma con respecto a un trabajo y a los demàs, cuesta entenderlo ,cuesta soportarlo, pero mi primer paso fue contarlo .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-7566149629133088950?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/7566149629133088950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=7566149629133088950' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7566149629133088950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7566149629133088950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2011/03/mi-pesar.html' title='MI PESAR'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qF9hPvKLgts/TYTfQpLdvMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/C5Kx2Qvtjz0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-6457242188329548027</id><published>2011-03-19T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T10:04:53.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIBERTAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHz8jzmg1e0/TYTZY9lsuGI/AAAAAAAAAVg/tUOeNp0efX8/s1600/libertad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585828460719028322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHz8jzmg1e0/TYTZY9lsuGI/AAAAAAAAAVg/tUOeNp0efX8/s200/libertad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arrastro tu dolor sobre ese riò&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorprendo la ilusiòn en un suspiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;respiro el gran encierro y el vaciò&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;que me lleva a lo profundo e infinito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;la verdad de un llanto encerrado en un baùl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;la verdad de un santo que no puede ver su cruz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayùdame ! pido despierta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayuda y libertad que me estremezca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;que guardo mi temor frente a tu puerta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y libero mi clamor ensordecido .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-6457242188329548027?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/6457242188329548027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=6457242188329548027' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/6457242188329548027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/6457242188329548027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2011/03/libertad.html' title='LIBERTAD'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHz8jzmg1e0/TYTZY9lsuGI/AAAAAAAAAVg/tUOeNp0efX8/s72-c/libertad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-7302611539968498296</id><published>2010-09-21T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T10:11:10.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LUCES ADENTRO DE MI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TJlo2ruaS7I/AAAAAAAAAVI/qf0Dkv6bq7A/s1600/luz_divina-12514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519558106978864050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TJlo2ruaS7I/AAAAAAAAAVI/qf0Dkv6bq7A/s200/luz_divina-12514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luces adentro de mi, luces de amor convergen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;que el dolor queda contigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y que Dios si nos perdona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya mi mente abandona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lo que una vez se destruyo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;que de amarguras ya no vivo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ni de tristezas ni dolor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y mi valor sigue adelante &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cada paso sin final &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;que ya en la vida soy gigante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y el amor  da libertad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-7302611539968498296?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/7302611539968498296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=7302611539968498296' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7302611539968498296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7302611539968498296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2010/09/luces-adentro-de-mi.html' title='LUCES ADENTRO DE MI'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TJlo2ruaS7I/AAAAAAAAAVI/qf0Dkv6bq7A/s72-c/luz_divina-12514.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-8008520706667783190</id><published>2010-06-30T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T17:41:33.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TU PASADO EN LA OSCURIDAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCvkLeIU3xI/AAAAAAAAATg/D4Ektoagg_g/s1600/Gotitas+de+dolor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCvkLeIU3xI/AAAAAAAAATg/D4Ektoagg_g/s200/Gotitas+de+dolor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488731456598761234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;Asesiname, pero no me digas esto&lt;div&gt;envuelve tu lengua manchada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que de pecados se cansa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sálvame de esta verdad marchita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que inconsciente deja mi alma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oscuros rostros tocan mi cielo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y mi amor es veneno que daña,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alíviame de tu castigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que la respiración me falta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;déjame volar contigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e inconscientes hasta el fin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que el pasado es como espinos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y el presente nos delata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-8008520706667783190?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/8008520706667783190/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=8008520706667783190' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/8008520706667783190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/8008520706667783190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2010/06/tu-pasado-en-la-oscuridad_30.html' title='TU PASADO EN LA OSCURIDAD'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCvkLeIU3xI/AAAAAAAAATg/D4Ektoagg_g/s72-c/Gotitas+de+dolor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-1421280979241736949</id><published>2010-06-02T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:03:22.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YO SIN TU AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TAa4WSSm04I/AAAAAAAAATI/4-QjMpwC_C4/s1600/dar_amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TAa4WSSm04I/AAAAAAAAATI/4-QjMpwC_C4/s200/dar_amor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478268689749300098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay amores buenos, hay amores malos, hay de todos los amores..&lt;div&gt;pero el mio es mi fuente de respiraciòn y eso no lo puedo definir .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;creo que  no se vivir sin el y que no existe el antes y el después de haberlo encontrado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;es que yo sin tu amor muero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-1421280979241736949?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/1421280979241736949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=1421280979241736949' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/1421280979241736949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/1421280979241736949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2010/06/yo-sin-tu-amor.html' title='YO SIN TU AMOR'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TAa4WSSm04I/AAAAAAAAATI/4-QjMpwC_C4/s72-c/dar_amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-9132708916242824441</id><published>2010-01-11T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:59:20.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIAJE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0utQJogpEI/AAAAAAAAATA/JIt0NBUezBY/s1600-h/maletas1-267x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425620669073237058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0utQJogpEI/AAAAAAAAATA/JIt0NBUezBY/s200/maletas1-267x300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ups... tendre que viajar mañana y es ultramega tiempo que&lt;br /&gt;no viajo si no fuera por que se casa mi hermano.... igual y creo&lt;br /&gt;que vale la pena el esfuerzo, creo que son las cosas que no&lt;br /&gt;vualven a pasar en la vida amenos que se separe y aun haci&lt;br /&gt;creo que no se volveria a casar, en fin creo que vi a mi hermano&lt;br /&gt;tanto tiempo solo que eso me provocaba una angustia bastante&lt;br /&gt;preocupante por que nosé pero creo que a las personas no les&lt;br /&gt;hace bien la soledad constante y en el caso de el haci era&lt;br /&gt;pienso aveces ojala y todo sea para mejor y bueno haci como voy.. ¡¡&lt;br /&gt;sere la soltera de la familia ¡ jajjaja mmm...tengo un amor que para&lt;br /&gt;mi es más importante que todo eso vale tambien jaja&lt;br /&gt;bueno lo unico negativo del famoso viaje es que extrañare a mi gordo,&lt;br /&gt;es que alomejor me aburrire (pero eso no lo sé ) y bueno... nada más&lt;br /&gt;ESO FUE TODO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-9132708916242824441?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/9132708916242824441/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=9132708916242824441' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/9132708916242824441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/9132708916242824441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2010/01/viaje.html' title='VIAJE'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0utQJogpEI/AAAAAAAAATA/JIt0NBUezBY/s72-c/maletas1-267x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-1416783644460411958</id><published>2010-01-09T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T15:37:05.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NUESTRO AMOR SERA LEYENDA - ALEJANDRO SANZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0ikKOEKO5I/AAAAAAAAARY/ds7sIDurRV8/s1600-h/tigre-abrazo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424766246648953746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0ikKOEKO5I/AAAAAAAAARY/ds7sIDurRV8/s200/tigre-abrazo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No hay doctor que me retenga &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No hay dolor que me detenga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No hay planeta que me eclipse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O de tu lado me desvíe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Del clamor yo no dependo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Del halago me desprendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No hay error que me resigne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ni un porqué que me empecine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No hay rencor que me de frío&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No hay amor como este mío&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tus acciones te definen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El destino es quien camine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No hay temblor que me delate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No hay distancia que esté lejos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde lejos nos tenemos en el fuego&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde lejos nos tenemos en los mares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde lejos yo te siento amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde lejos nos tenemos en los huesos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde lejos nuestros cuerpos se hacen aire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde lejos yo te puedo amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde lejos nuestro amor será leyenda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde lejos hablarán&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De este amor que es de leyenda van a hablar.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-1416783644460411958?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/1416783644460411958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=1416783644460411958' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/1416783644460411958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/1416783644460411958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2010/01/nuestro-amor-sera-leyenda-alejandro.html' title='NUESTRO AMOR SERA LEYENDA - ALEJANDRO SANZ'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0ikKOEKO5I/AAAAAAAAARY/ds7sIDurRV8/s72-c/tigre-abrazo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-257018920400841210</id><published>2010-01-07T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:19:07.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSAMIENTOS NOCTURNOS ..tu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bAQWNAEcI/AAAAAAAAAQA/s6i96wNJYkI/s1600-h/20090402230631-primer-amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424234188284891586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bAQWNAEcI/AAAAAAAAAQA/s6i96wNJYkI/s200/20090402230631-primer-amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me gusta el mar, los pajaros, el sol, y tu&lt;br /&gt;si me gustas sera bueno decirlo&lt;br /&gt;no sé pero escribirlo me gusta tambien&lt;br /&gt;me encanta tu olor, tu cuerpo desnudo&lt;br /&gt;tu boca, tu nariz y me detengo en esa parte&lt;br /&gt;por que si que me gusta y ademas tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;tambien me detengo aqui, aveces solo mirarte&lt;br /&gt;me provoca amarte&lt;br /&gt;ese eres tu&lt;br /&gt;el que alegra&lt;br /&gt;y desvela mis noches&lt;br /&gt;podria pasar el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;y serias el mismo&lt;br /&gt;podria morirme&lt;br /&gt;y seguirte queriendo&lt;br /&gt;podrias sonrreir y volver&lt;br /&gt;a llenar mi mundo como lo llenas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-257018920400841210?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/257018920400841210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=257018920400841210' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/257018920400841210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/257018920400841210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2010/01/pensamientos-nocturnos.html' title='PENSAMIENTOS NOCTURNOS ..tu'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bAQWNAEcI/AAAAAAAAAQA/s6i96wNJYkI/s72-c/20090402230631-primer-amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-8306310738262676360</id><published>2010-01-05T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:17:42.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUEÑOS DE MAÑANA , mis deseos de ser pajaro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a5q_b_6JI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LdMd9LmEww8/s1600-h/Gaviota-rara-750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424226949448853650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a5q_b_6JI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LdMd9LmEww8/s200/Gaviota-rara-750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Siempre que pasan los dias en casa de mis padres siento la misma sensación&lt;br /&gt;esa de querer ser un pajaro o una paloma que se yo algo que me ayude a sentir libre&lt;br /&gt;quizas es una esperanza interior que se yo la ilución de lo imposible... en fin&lt;br /&gt;siempre siento que  es todo oscuro en verdad y miedo, mucho miedo a que acurrira mañana....&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/7809272298020576239-8306310738262676360?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/8306310738262676360/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=8306310738262676360' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/8306310738262676360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/8306310738262676360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2010/01/suenos-de-manana-mis-deceos-de-ser.html' title='SUEÑOS DE MAÑANA , mis deseos de ser pajaro'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a5q_b_6JI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LdMd9LmEww8/s72-c/Gaviota-rara-750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-887917468309323746</id><published>2009-12-21T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T07:52:17.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIDA DE LOCOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0imKDFmUvI/AAAAAAAAARg/ib4z2EBdlkI/s1600-h/avecestengoqueperdermeparaencontrarme2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424768442725454578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0imKDFmUvI/AAAAAAAAARg/ib4z2EBdlkI/s200/avecestengoqueperdermeparaencontrarme2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;estoy en la vida de locos donde todos quieren y luchan por sus propios putos intereses. hasta yo por los mios, en fin creo que busco solo una cosa que no e conseguido eso se llama paz&lt;br /&gt;espero Dios me la regale esta navidad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-887917468309323746?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/887917468309323746/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=887917468309323746' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/887917468309323746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/887917468309323746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2009/12/vida-de-locos.html' title='VIDA DE LOCOS'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0imKDFmUvI/AAAAAAAAARg/ib4z2EBdlkI/s72-c/avecestengoqueperdermeparaencontrarme2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-1732089329170858128</id><published>2009-10-17T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:33:58.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRABAJO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bG1Dy3M9I/AAAAAAAAARA/2Mo6IY_VYUE/s1600-h/retro_circles.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424241416068346834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bG1Dy3M9I/AAAAAAAAARA/2Mo6IY_VYUE/s200/retro_circles.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ee ya tengo mi primer trabajo mmm...llevo una semanita y ya estoy estresada jajja en fin da lo mismo tendre que hacer el esfuerzo si quiero tener plata este verano y ademas las chalitas que quiero jejeje pero bueno como en todo trabajo esta el bueno, el malo, y el feo jajjaja en este caso el malo o mala? esta claro es la tipica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;trepadora, interesada y puajj....todo lo demas (tiene una relación con el jefe) mmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;el bueno creo que seria un peladito buena onda que no molesta y aveces me sonrrie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;y el feo definitivamente seria el jefe y a todo esto yo creo que mi persona vendria siendo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;la "nueva" si es un asco eso pero sierto haber soy...digamos la del ultimo escalfon, la que menos cacha de la empresa yo soy la pollo jajajja no se loy a nadie, bueno ademas mi trabajo es monotono de estar llamando por telefono sin parar a los clientes para corroborar sus dato, ingresarlos alsistema etc...y lidiar con mis muletillas como el ya po jaja y mi falta de manejo comunicativopero bueno lo importante e que ya tengo mi primer trabajo y no me quejo solo espero que elproximo sea mejor..chan chan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-1732089329170858128?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/1732089329170858128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=1732089329170858128' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/1732089329170858128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/1732089329170858128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2009/10/trabajo.html' title='TRABAJO'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bG1Dy3M9I/AAAAAAAAARA/2Mo6IY_VYUE/s72-c/retro_circles.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-835280136152463467</id><published>2009-10-07T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T20:47:11.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUANDO LLEGA EL AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a4w7HZpgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/S4u657NXvkM/s1600-h/fondos-pantalla-amor-corazon-p%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424225951856305666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a4w7HZpgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/S4u657NXvkM/s200/fondos-pantalla-amor-corazon-p%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor que en mi alma se aloja su rio despoja&lt;br /&gt;y mi corazon escucha enrredado esta en una&lt;br /&gt;lagrima y mis ojos se asombran y al extrañarte&lt;br /&gt;rebosan y solo yo escucho indiferente en mi&lt;br /&gt;mente va la sola palabra que deje en mi .&lt;br /&gt;y que al verte sonrroja al viento llamando a&lt;br /&gt;un amante sonrriente que espera por verme&lt;br /&gt;y me lleva a sus lugares a donde solo tu y yo&lt;br /&gt;somos inmortales consecuencia de un amor&lt;br /&gt;que en mi se instalo que se olvide el rencor&lt;br /&gt;esto es solo mi amor que de un soplo llego...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-835280136152463467?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/835280136152463467/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=835280136152463467' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/835280136152463467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/835280136152463467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2009/10/mi-amor.html' title='CUANDO LLEGA EL AMOR'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a4w7HZpgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/S4u657NXvkM/s72-c/fondos-pantalla-amor-corazon-p%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-3538054196119734193</id><published>2009-10-07T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T20:41:28.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi sol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a3b_JIWQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QuGp-t_2Ymw/s1600-h/nace_el_sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424224492648421634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a3b_JIWQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QuGp-t_2Ymw/s200/nace_el_sol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu eres mi sol que alumbra mis ojos dia tras dia&lt;br /&gt;que me da fuerza para vivir y guia en la sombra,&lt;br /&gt;derramas tu amor en mi vida y me llenas&lt;br /&gt;con tu comprension infinita, resumiendo eres mi angel&lt;br /&gt;que Dios me dio para estar a mi lado en esta dura vida&lt;br /&gt;eres mi madre a la cual amo y admiro por sobre todo&lt;br /&gt;lo que existe en este mundo es un amor que no acaba&lt;br /&gt;y perdura en la eternidad........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-3538054196119734193?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/3538054196119734193/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=3538054196119734193' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3538054196119734193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3538054196119734193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2009/10/mi-sol.html' title='Mi sol'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a3b_JIWQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QuGp-t_2Ymw/s72-c/nace_el_sol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-3104322886371097341</id><published>2009-07-21T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T15:34:37.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HE SIDO TAN FELIZ CONTIGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0ihEF9yEAI/AAAAAAAAARI/qvGEEWMEEuc/s1600-h/1217142770327_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424762842860621826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0ihEF9yEAI/AAAAAAAAARI/qvGEEWMEEuc/s200/1217142770327_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aveces sueña con tu alegría mi melodía,&lt;br /&gt;a veces sueño del aire que nos caemos,&lt;br /&gt;qué es lo que iba a decirte yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aveces sueña con tu alegría mi melodía&lt;br /&gt;en esas noches que escribo sólo pretextos&lt;br /&gt;lo que quiero decirte amor,&lt;br /&gt;es que he sido tan feliz contigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;__Dedicado a mi gordo, mi amor_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-3104322886371097341?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/3104322886371097341/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=3104322886371097341' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3104322886371097341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3104322886371097341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2009/07/he-sido-tan-feliz-contigo.html' title='HE SIDO TAN FELIZ CONTIGO'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0ihEF9yEAI/AAAAAAAAARI/qvGEEWMEEuc/s72-c/1217142770327_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-4544330963189540137</id><published>2009-05-14T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:30:04.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAZ COMO EL SOL</title><content type='html'>No te aferres al pasado ni a los recuerdos tristes. No abras la herida que ya cicatrizó. No revivas los dolores y sufrimientos antiguos. Lo que pasó, pasó... De ahora en adelante, pon tus fuerzas en construir una vida nueva, orientada hacia lo alto, y camina de frente, sin mirar atrás. Haz como el sol que nace cada día, sin pensar en la noche que pasó. Vamos, levántate... porque la luz del sol está afuera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-4544330963189540137?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/4544330963189540137/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=4544330963189540137' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/4544330963189540137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/4544330963189540137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2009/05/haz-como-el-sol.html' title='HAZ COMO EL SOL'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-935671743761258076</id><published>2009-05-08T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T19:44:16.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DIAS FRIOS..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TJltcYbDfNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hVrrBVOzFmU/s1600/lluvia-060818a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519563152678943954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TJltcYbDfNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hVrrBVOzFmU/s200/lluvia-060818a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;estrellas que destellan entre arboles van nadando en su sombra&lt;br /&gt;que pronto se asoma y sus aguas rodea en la fria tormenta&lt;br /&gt;el viento nos acarrea en la oscuridad y con su soplo nos golpea&lt;br /&gt;entre casas y calles entre ellos y la soledad&lt;br /&gt;estos parecen dias frios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-935671743761258076?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/935671743761258076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=935671743761258076' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/935671743761258076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/935671743761258076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2009/05/dias-frios.html' title='DIAS FRIOS..'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TJltcYbDfNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hVrrBVOzFmU/s72-c/lluvia-060818a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-7166316412364094533</id><published>2009-04-30T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:28:58.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S, H, L</title><content type='html'>SOÑAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HACER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOGRAR.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-7166316412364094533?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/7166316412364094533/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=7166316412364094533' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7166316412364094533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7166316412364094533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2009/04/s-h-l.html' title='S, H, L'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-1713773306705101303</id><published>2009-02-25T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T20:52:26.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UN DIA  CONTIGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a6AInGMMI/AAAAAAAAAOw/xCOGrYMH6OE/s1600-h/IMAGE_230%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424227312688574658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a6AInGMMI/AAAAAAAAAOw/xCOGrYMH6OE/s200/IMAGE_230%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;las horas que pasan el dia que se va y yo junto a ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-1713773306705101303?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/1713773306705101303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=1713773306705101303' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/1713773306705101303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/1713773306705101303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2009/02/un-dia-contigo.html' title='UN DIA  CONTIGO'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a6AInGMMI/AAAAAAAAAOw/xCOGrYMH6OE/s72-c/IMAGE_230%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-6195891103272987851</id><published>2008-12-21T19:20:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:43:42.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0jARhmHLyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/eG0uok9ZA1I/s1600-h/luzdivinaodbu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424797158476295970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0jARhmHLyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/eG0uok9ZA1I/s200/luzdivinaodbu3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;En las dificultades y tormentas el unico refugio es el amor,&lt;br /&gt;el amor que es una luz en la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;que nos da la fe y nos impulsa a seguir creyendo&lt;br /&gt;Dios no me abandona y seguira guiando mis pasos&lt;br /&gt;y cuando sienta temor estara conmigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-6195891103272987851?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/6195891103272987851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=6195891103272987851' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/6195891103272987851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/6195891103272987851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2008/12/amor.html' title='fe'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0jARhmHLyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/eG0uok9ZA1I/s72-c/luzdivinaodbu3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-704765045725412192</id><published>2008-12-10T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T20:55:11.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUANDO LA VIDA SE NOS PONE DE CABEZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a6qThCoiI/AAAAAAAAAO4/E9bLr8J5RsI/s1600-h/FOTO_TRISTEZA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424228037170471458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a6qThCoiI/AAAAAAAAAO4/E9bLr8J5RsI/s200/FOTO_TRISTEZA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoy escribo por que me siento haci con la vida de cabeza en fin toy pasando por un mal momento pero nosé siento que el mio es el peor es que no le ecuentro la salida veo todo oscuro como en un tunel es terrible por que tratas de ver las soluciones y ves que no las hay y que tu destino depende de terceras personas y no puedo hacer nada al respecto en fin, se me acaba el amor, lo que tenia formado la familia en un vacio...nose me gustaria un consejo aunque como siempre las cosas se las dejo a Dios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-704765045725412192?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/704765045725412192/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=704765045725412192' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/704765045725412192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/704765045725412192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2008/12/cuando-la-vida-se-nos-pone-de-cabeza.html' title='CUANDO LA VIDA SE NOS PONE DE CABEZA'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a6qThCoiI/AAAAAAAAAO4/E9bLr8J5RsI/s72-c/FOTO_TRISTEZA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-7927706617285406968</id><published>2008-10-28T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:21:38.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AÑOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bA14gdV6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/BvDUqMcWBuQ/s1600-h/Ceccoli.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424234833148467106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bA14gdV6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/BvDUqMcWBuQ/s200/Ceccoli.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya que pare el mundo ¡ no quiero seguir cumpliendo años&lt;br /&gt;aaa quiero ser como peter pan deveras bueno que puedo hacer&lt;br /&gt;aparte de entrar en panico como ya estoy mmm... y ya tengo 22&lt;br /&gt;no me di ni cuenta, si hace poco yo estaba en los 18 y era feliz&lt;br /&gt;no tenia que aprender a manejar ni ir a la u nada de nada era una&lt;br /&gt;pajara por el mundo...&lt;br /&gt;pero ahora hasta canas me estan saliendo&lt;br /&gt;esto es inconcebible&lt;br /&gt;en fin y haci seguire y seguire cumpliendo años&lt;br /&gt;mmm....aunq igual los celebro jajajja quien la entiende a una&lt;br /&gt;pero insisto 18 era mi numero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-7927706617285406968?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/7927706617285406968/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=7927706617285406968' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7927706617285406968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7927706617285406968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2008/10/aos.html' title='AÑOS'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bA14gdV6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/BvDUqMcWBuQ/s72-c/Ceccoli.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-4395829103713046995</id><published>2008-10-28T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:03:44.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MI AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a8qu_lG8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/JGAvOUhQFRg/s1600-h/17amoreterno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424230243569572802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a8qu_lG8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/JGAvOUhQFRg/s200/17amoreterno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;En tu boca me perdi&lt;br /&gt;con tus manos me encontre&lt;br /&gt;en mi espacio te deje&lt;br /&gt;y a tu cuerpo me entrege&lt;br /&gt;de tu amor yo conoci&lt;br /&gt;y mi amor yo te nombre&lt;br /&gt;te quiero solo para mi&lt;br /&gt;y hasta siempre te querre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-4395829103713046995?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/4395829103713046995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=4395829103713046995' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/4395829103713046995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/4395829103713046995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2008/10/mi-amor.html' title='MI AMOR'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a8qu_lG8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/JGAvOUhQFRg/s72-c/17amoreterno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-1943029288672830901</id><published>2008-07-09T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:29:25.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SENTIR DE AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a8CW1FTWI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NbO6C4xuv6A/s1600-h/ritual_amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424229549888327010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a8CW1FTWI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NbO6C4xuv6A/s200/ritual_amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lluvia dulce eres para mi&lt;br /&gt;y tu cuerpo como un aire calido&lt;br /&gt;entre mis brazos lo atrapo&lt;br /&gt;desechando lo malo dejando lo bueno&lt;br /&gt;decido quererte y en ti perderme&lt;br /&gt;solo para sentir tu dulce y amargo&lt;br /&gt;bello amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-1943029288672830901?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/1943029288672830901/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=1943029288672830901' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/1943029288672830901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/1943029288672830901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2008/07/sentir-de-amor.html' title='SENTIR DE AMOR'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a8CW1FTWI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NbO6C4xuv6A/s72-c/ritual_amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-4263021505951696705</id><published>2008-04-06T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T08:03:05.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A QUIEN INVITARIAS ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Una mujer salio de su casa y vio a tres viejos de largas barbas sentados frente a su jardín. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ella no los conocía y les dijo: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No creo conocerlos, pero deben tener hambre. Por favor entren a mi casa para que coman algo&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.- Ellos preguntaron: Esta el hombre de la casa?- No - respondió ella -, no esta. Entonces no podemos entrar dijeron ellos.Al atardecer, cuando el marido llego, ella le contó lo sucedido.Entonces &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;diles&lt;/span&gt; que ya llegue e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;invítalos&lt;/span&gt; a pasar!.... La mujer salió a invitar a los hombres a pasar a su casa.No podemos entrar a una casa los tres juntos explicaron los &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;viejitos&lt;/span&gt;.Por que? - quiso saber ella.Uno de los hombres apunto hacia otro de sus amigos y explico: Su nombre es Riqueza.- Luego indico hacia el otro: Su nombre es Éxito y yo me llamo Amor.- Ahora ve adentro y decide con tu marido a cual de nosotros tres ustedes desean invitar a vuestra casa.La mujer entro a su casa y le contó a su marido lo que ellos le dijeron.El hombre se puso feliz:-Que bueno! Y ya que así es el asunto, entonces invitemos a Riqueza, dejemos que entre y llene nuestra casa de riqueza.Su esposa no estuvo de acuerdo:- Querido, por que no invitamos a Éxito?..La hija del matrimonio estaba escuchando desde la otra esquina de la casa y vino corriendo con una idea:- No seria mejor Invitar a Amor? Nuestro hogar entonces estaría lleno de amor.- Hagamos caso del consejo de nuestra hija - dijo el esposo a su mujer - Ve afuera e invita a Amor a que sea nuestro huésped. La esposa salió afuera y les pregunto a los tres viejos:Cual de ustedes es Amor? Por favor que venga para que sea nuestro invitado.Amor se puso de pie y comenzó a caminar hacia la casa. Los otros dos también se levantaron y lo Siguieron.Sorprendida, la dama les pregunto a Riqueza y Éxito:Yo solo invite a Amor, ?por que ustedes también vienen? Los viejos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;respondieron&lt;/span&gt; juntos: Si hubieras invitado a Riqueza o Éxito, los otros dos habrían permanecido afuera, pero ya que invitaste a Amor, donde sea que el vaya, nosotros vamos con el. Donde quiera que hay amor, hay también riqueza y éxito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-4263021505951696705?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/4263021505951696705/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=4263021505951696705' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/4263021505951696705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/4263021505951696705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2008/04/quien-invitarias.html' title='A QUIEN INVITARIAS ?'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-2333556622176204586</id><published>2008-04-06T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T13:24:37.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A ESO</title><content type='html'>A eso de caer y volver a levantarte,&lt;br /&gt;de fracasar y volver a comenzar,&lt;br /&gt;de seguir un camino y tener que torcerlo,&lt;br /&gt;de encontrar el dolor y tener que afrontarlo. A eso..., no le llames adversidad, llámale&lt;br /&gt;Sabiduría&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-2333556622176204586?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/2333556622176204586/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=2333556622176204586' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/2333556622176204586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/2333556622176204586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2008/04/eso.html' title='A ESO'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-8413716156465600560</id><published>2008-03-27T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T08:00:29.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POESIA DE LA  BUSQUEDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0ioFYFuTKI/AAAAAAAAARo/D3ddXrLgxGE/s1600-h/Desert+Landscape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424770561487031458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0ioFYFuTKI/AAAAAAAAARo/D3ddXrLgxGE/s200/Desert+Landscape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dulce arrogancia egoismo agotado&lt;br /&gt;que esta en mi saliendo poco a poco&lt;br /&gt;me arrepiento y vuelvo por mi orgullo&lt;br /&gt;que marca los sonidos de mi boca&lt;br /&gt;eres tu que en la indestructible hermosura&lt;br /&gt;que traspasa lo divino y me convierte&lt;br /&gt;en el viento que purifica mi sangre&lt;br /&gt;y me regresa el aliento&lt;br /&gt;entonces me quedo me alivias&lt;br /&gt;y perdonas mi terco desender&lt;br /&gt;y volviendo a caer me encuentro&lt;br /&gt;llegando a mi estado incorruptible&lt;br /&gt;de la especie humana trastornada que recurre&lt;br /&gt;a su sitio sin encontrar su belleza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-8413716156465600560?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0ioFYFuTKI/AAAAAAAAARo/D3ddXrLgxGE/s72-c/Desert+Landscape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-8064917757061510089</id><published>2008-01-31T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T20:36:21.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UN DÍA MALO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Por que hoy me siento tan solaaa ¡ veo que la soledad no depende de&lt;br /&gt;las personas, depende del estado en que nos encontramos como el mio hoy&lt;br /&gt;y lo peor que me acompaña una terrible sensación de verme empequeñesida&lt;br /&gt;ante este mundo pantanesco, selvatico e indolente que nos obliga a ser quien&lt;br /&gt;no queremos, privandonos de nuestra dulce y amada libertad , necesito que me&lt;br /&gt;quieran tal cual soy¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡carajo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-8064917757061510089?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/8064917757061510089/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=8064917757061510089' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/8064917757061510089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/8064917757061510089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2008/01/un-da-malo.html' title='UN DÍA MALO'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-3636199752749862098</id><published>2008-01-13T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T20:45:38.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME RECONCILIARE CON MI ROPA ¡</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a4YdzdcZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QvxPtlVJw58/s1600-h/elarmariollenoynadaqueponerme2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424225531671179666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a4YdzdcZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QvxPtlVJw58/s200/elarmariollenoynadaqueponerme2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me visto, te doblo, la pruebo, la plancho y la estiro&lt;br /&gt;rutina de vez en vez que miro una mancha en mi ropa&lt;br /&gt;se limpia se estruja y se cuelga...........se seca&lt;br /&gt;y que espera? un ropero ancioso que la acoja&lt;br /&gt;que la haga sentir ropa solo eso ¡ y la tiro denuevo&lt;br /&gt;para volver a empezar me gusta ese olor a limpio&lt;br /&gt;que tiene mi blusa, me la pondre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-3636199752749862098?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/3636199752749862098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=3636199752749862098' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3636199752749862098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3636199752749862098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2008/01/me-reconciliare-con-mi-ropa.html' title='ME RECONCILIARE CON MI ROPA ¡'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a4YdzdcZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QvxPtlVJw58/s72-c/elarmariollenoynadaqueponerme2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-2029642079152993460</id><published>2008-01-08T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T21:47:51.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VUELTAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwd7PxXYdI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oV2oP8WuQH0/s1600/laberinto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwd7PxXYdI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oV2oP8WuQH0/s200/laberinto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488794949540864466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vueltas y vueltas dan las palabras en mi mente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;vueltas como si fueran una en un par de caricias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;y vuelvo a dar la vuelta y quedo en el mismo lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;desenrredo la madeja abro la maquina roja que esta a mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;costado y en silencio escucho un tic tac, tic tac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;que dejo de escuchar al sonoro retumbar de mi voz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;y todas la situación se traduce en un dulce te quiero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-2029642079152993460?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/2029642079152993460/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=2029642079152993460' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/2029642079152993460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/2029642079152993460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2008/01/vueltas.html' title='VUELTAS'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwd7PxXYdI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oV2oP8WuQH0/s72-c/laberinto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-3704484124982576657</id><published>2007-12-04T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T18:18:06.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMM...</title><content type='html'>Mmm.....la primera ves que en mi instituto en una de las tantas clases de salud mental me hicieron la pruebita esa del vaso creo que lo vi medio vacio, otros lo vieron medio lleno y otros medio nomàs la cuestion es que como algunos saben habia que verlo medio lleno y como yo no lo vi haci el profe dijo que era del grupo de las "pesimistas" igual quede cachuda haci que me puse a analizarlo y bueno en parte era verdad es que hay cosas que no van a cambiar nunca y la logica es la que manda por que a decir verdad hay cosas que no podemos ver positivamente como el transantiago por ejemplo jaja&lt;br /&gt;claro que igual nunca me voy al extremo tampoco es solo un pensamiento pero es increible que ahora que me e propuesto mirar las cosas de mejor manera me a resultado, la verdad e comprendido que es bueno hacerse espectativas de las cosas claro que con prudencia para no desilucionarse tanto y caer muy fuerte es solo la conservaciòn neutra de nuestros pensamientos preacontecimientos dificil tarea es asi como dejar de pesar que un horrible moustro te estara esperando cuando bajes a apagar la luz de tu casa te lo propones y ya se quita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-3704484124982576657?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/3704484124982576657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=3704484124982576657' title='21 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3704484124982576657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3704484124982576657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/12/medio-vacio-o-medio-lleno.html' title='MMM...'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-7066945600439197131</id><published>2007-11-28T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T19:25:49.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>que probare hoy?</title><content type='html'>Con sueño, con pena, con rabia&lt;br /&gt;esas tres cosas juntas conbinadas con un leve toque de&lt;br /&gt;desamor una pisca de desiluciòn  bordeando el amargo&lt;br /&gt;sabor del adiòs  que se mescla con la soledad y que junto&lt;br /&gt;al agridulce amor me llevan a la receta que hoy prepare&lt;br /&gt;sin querer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-7066945600439197131?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/7066945600439197131/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=7066945600439197131' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7066945600439197131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7066945600439197131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/11/que-probare-hoy.html' title='que probare hoy?'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-7253833575190591868</id><published>2007-11-22T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:43:31.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LABIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bF-pHOebI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4yAvJa9AOVA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424240481193064882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bF-pHOebI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4yAvJa9AOVA/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;labios que besan.. besan yo&lt;br /&gt;solo los miro fijo en tus manos&lt;br /&gt;que recorren en su espalda humeda&lt;br /&gt;y latente siento su corazòn junto al mio&lt;br /&gt;y que màs da si ya estas aqui en el dulce lecho&lt;br /&gt;yo callare en tu aliento y me diras que si&lt;br /&gt;morire en tu pecho y volverè a vivir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-7253833575190591868?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/7253833575190591868/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=7253833575190591868' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7253833575190591868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7253833575190591868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/11/labios.html' title='LABIOS'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bF-pHOebI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4yAvJa9AOVA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-4437017199139271389</id><published>2007-11-22T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:25:41.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COMO DECIRLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bBzTUB1VI/AAAAAAAAAQY/NG2OqFf8Ij0/s1600-h/ist2_3582294-fashion-scroll-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424235888316110162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bBzTUB1VI/AAAAAAAAAQY/NG2OqFf8Ij0/s200/ist2_3582294-fashion-scroll-art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;como me cuesta expresar mis sentimientos romanticos hasta en un texto los prefiero reflejar en un fragmento de un tema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a veces sueña con tu alegria mi melodia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a veces sueño del aire que nos caemos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que es lo que iba decirte yo.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a veces sueña con tu alegrìa mi melodìa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;en esas noches que escribo sòlo pretextos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lo que quiero decirte amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;es que he sido tan feliz contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tal vez porque esta noche &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no vaya ser lo que se dice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;una noche inolvidable...no por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;la culpa es mìa por fingir que todo me da risa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y que la culpa es de la prisa o es del frìo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pero vamos...que yo sè que es culpa mìa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que curioso es el silencio..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no sè què es lo que es,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pero hay algo en nuestras vidas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y esta noche yo enloquecerìa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;si al amanecer te fueras sin haberte dicho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que &lt;strong&gt;yo he sido tan feliz contigo.....&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/7809272298020576239-4437017199139271389?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/4437017199139271389/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=4437017199139271389' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/4437017199139271389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/4437017199139271389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/11/cuca-hoy-romantica.html' title='COMO DECIRLO'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bBzTUB1VI/AAAAAAAAAQY/NG2OqFf8Ij0/s72-c/ist2_3582294-fashion-scroll-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-2810435919510494625</id><published>2007-11-06T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:50:26.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMPO MINADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0jB2d2RkSI/AAAAAAAAASA/3yp0fepleS0/s1600-h/751121752_2b0a902c78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424798892637131042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0jB2d2RkSI/AAAAAAAAASA/3yp0fepleS0/s200/751121752_2b0a902c78.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me siento como si estubiera en campo&lt;br /&gt;minado y las decisiones se me confunden&lt;br /&gt;en donde la mejor y más sabia decisión es salir corriendo del&lt;br /&gt;lugar pero sin embargo me quedo ahi para ser alcansada por&lt;br /&gt;la explosión y con todo esto me percato de mi masoquismo&lt;br /&gt;psicotico por que es verdad algunas veces me doy cuenta de mi&lt;br /&gt;adicción a los problemas y nose si esta mal pero es simplemente&lt;br /&gt;por que parece que solo a mi me pasa que la cabeza se me nubla y&lt;br /&gt;los sentimientos me traicionan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-2810435919510494625?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/2810435919510494625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=2810435919510494625' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/2810435919510494625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/2810435919510494625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/11/campo-minado.html' title='CAMPO MINADO'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0jB2d2RkSI/AAAAAAAAASA/3yp0fepleS0/s72-c/751121752_2b0a902c78.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-6197943093779233824</id><published>2007-10-20T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:52:33.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOLVERÉ A MI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0jCWOamwTI/AAAAAAAAASI/fMU90XW5D68/s1600-h/sequia-en-el-norte-de-santa-fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424799438250361138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0jCWOamwTI/AAAAAAAAASI/fMU90XW5D68/s200/sequia-en-el-norte-de-santa-fe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bBb8CrrII/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2FYBjcKp_cs/s1600-h/venecia-italia.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuando va la sola palabra&lt;br /&gt;el solo desamor en una via tormentosa&lt;br /&gt;llego a un susurro perdido en el espacio&lt;br /&gt;que me dice que estas conmigo pero sin mi&lt;br /&gt;ausente los sentimientos ya no nos queda nada&lt;br /&gt;quizas nunca lo tuvimos digo yo, algo paso?&lt;br /&gt;por que ahora que lo pienso mejor, me siento perdida,&lt;br /&gt;confundida sin tener una respuesta clara solo dudas&lt;br /&gt;dudas que me hacen caer en un profundo estado de inercia&lt;br /&gt;de una pregunta que continua en silencio&lt;br /&gt;y pronto volveré a mi, ya sin ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-6197943093779233824?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/6197943093779233824/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=6197943093779233824' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/6197943093779233824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/6197943093779233824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/10/volver-mi.html' title='VOLVERÉ A MI'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0jCWOamwTI/AAAAAAAAASI/fMU90XW5D68/s72-c/sequia-en-el-norte-de-santa-fe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-2980518056570782766</id><published>2007-10-16T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T15:25:12.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MENTE OCIOSA</title><content type='html'>Si aqui con mi cara de nada y una alergia primaveral que me lleva.&lt;br /&gt;con mi chaleco negro que atrae todo el calor posible y frente a mi pc&lt;br /&gt;sin nada que me inspire a escribir solo las ganas y del dia de ayer ya no quedo nada en fin no hay poesia en mi solo este ruidito que sale de mi nariz congestionada, un temita de miranda que se repite una y otra vez&lt;br /&gt;y mi pieza que aun sigue desordenada a esto le llamaria cotidianidad y&lt;br /&gt;es mi momento mi gran momento ¡ que pronto sera interrumpido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-2980518056570782766?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/2980518056570782766/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=2980518056570782766' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/2980518056570782766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/2980518056570782766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/10/relax.html' title='MENTE OCIOSA'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-2161386334194547550</id><published>2007-10-02T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T21:53:56.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POESIA DE UN AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwfWc-fG7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/7jzpJ-W8P30/s1600/sensual.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwfWc-fG7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/7jzpJ-W8P30/s200/sensual.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488796516453653426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCweeMYI_1I/AAAAAAAAAUw/w4UYu72QDJw/s1600/bonito-gif-amor.gif"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenta y dulce lengua entre susurros al viento&lt;br /&gt;que envuelve tu boca dejando la hoguera&lt;br /&gt;mis petalos como amantes victoriosos entre espigos&lt;br /&gt;llegando a los limites de tu aliento agotado&lt;br /&gt;bebiendo de tus áridas arenas blancas&lt;br /&gt;suaves son tus fortalezas que me incitan&lt;br /&gt;como llamas que a la mariposa queman&lt;br /&gt;ahogandose en su profundo mar&lt;br /&gt;saciando mi revuelo entre sus brazos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-2161386334194547550?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/2161386334194547550/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=2161386334194547550' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/2161386334194547550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/2161386334194547550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/10/poesia-de-un-amor.html' title='POESIA DE UN AMOR'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwfWc-fG7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/7jzpJ-W8P30/s72-c/sensual.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-3258648752384413559</id><published>2007-09-18T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T11:11:53.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUNTANDO MIS PEDAZOS</title><content type='html'>He juntado lo que quedo de mi&lt;br /&gt;me llevo todo lo que en mi quedo&lt;br /&gt;en un rinconcito quedo&lt;br /&gt;lo que queda de mi&lt;br /&gt;SI LA VIDA NOS LLEVA LA VIDA&lt;br /&gt;HAY QUE VIVIR LO Q NOS QUEDA DE VIDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo yo divagando...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-3258648752384413559?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/3258648752384413559/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=3258648752384413559' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3258648752384413559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3258648752384413559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/09/juntando-mis-pedazos.html' title='JUNTANDO MIS PEDAZOS'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-6149132533917157436</id><published>2007-05-26T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T15:32:14.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUEÑO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Despierta la cucarachita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;luego de un profundo sueño&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;de esos que te dejan el semblante medio despierto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;medio dormido y solo le quedo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;el sabor de los besos las caricias de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;profundo amor de despedidas celebres que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;solo un corazón marchito dejado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;y condenado puede sentir ver y escuchar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nada cierto por lo contrario a quién le importa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;si los sueños.. sueños son aunque calen el alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;de nuestras propias penas y promesas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;esperanzadoras que solo a mi puerta van a dar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-6149132533917157436?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/6149132533917157436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=6149132533917157436' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/6149132533917157436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/6149132533917157436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/05/sueo.html' title='SUEÑO'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-4649531194431191301</id><published>2007-04-07T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:36:39.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LUZ DE MI ALMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bEYSTGM8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/VSojwZzNwvc/s1600-h/1187573079_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424238722722182082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bEYSTGM8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/VSojwZzNwvc/s200/1187573079_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a9iVykegI/AAAAAAAAAPY/rz1plpeF_Vk/s1600-h/mini_Japanese_Cherry_Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estoy sola mirando mi alma&lt;br /&gt;siento necesidad de ti&lt;br /&gt;aparece una luz rodeando mi ser&lt;br /&gt;a gozo despanpanante&lt;br /&gt;entonces los violines cantan&lt;br /&gt;sus melodías celestiales ensordecen&lt;br /&gt;los tulipanes de mi jardín floreciendo&lt;br /&gt;siento la vida, alcanzar la mia&lt;br /&gt;y mi llanto es de alegria&lt;br /&gt;en gotas de segundos&lt;br /&gt;lentamente vuelvo a nacer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-4649531194431191301?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/4649531194431191301/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=4649531194431191301' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/4649531194431191301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/4649531194431191301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/04/luz-de-mi-alma.html' title='LUZ DE MI ALMA'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bEYSTGM8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/VSojwZzNwvc/s72-c/1187573079_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-3306518098974215176</id><published>2007-04-02T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:12:35.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXISTENCIA  PERDIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a-tsSBPFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yefdUDMzapI/s1600-h/7427.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424232493404470354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a-tsSBPFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yefdUDMzapI/s200/7427.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tan solo un momento te tuve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mares de cristal que sobrecogen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;los sentidos el alma perdida bucando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;la muerte bajo su sombra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;te ronda a mano estrechante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lo que entonces a perdido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;el momento que a conocido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;que ahora poco ya existe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;entre el aire las risas, los besos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;se a ido el mar la humedad que rodea &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;huracanes son las voces del olvido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;el mundo oscuro a mis pies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-3306518098974215176?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/3306518098974215176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=3306518098974215176' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3306518098974215176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/3306518098974215176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/04/existencia-perdida.html' title='EXISTENCIA  PERDIDA'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a-tsSBPFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yefdUDMzapI/s72-c/7427.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-5309708692733095386</id><published>2007-03-10T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:30:16.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUJER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a-XU-JDsI/AAAAAAAAAPo/w5oX7KlM4o8/s1600-h/1264.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a_xZxCpKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/9eoY6TRPGcg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424233656665416866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a_xZxCpKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/9eoY6TRPGcg/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a-XU-JDsI/AAAAAAAAAPo/w5oX7KlM4o8/s1600-h/1264.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sonrrisa hay en la niebla de suaves parpados delicados&lt;br /&gt;una mirada perdida pidiendo auxilio&lt;br /&gt;es de la dulce dama sonante&lt;br /&gt;que sus alas corteja&lt;br /&gt;su alma compleja rebosante&lt;br /&gt;el dolor incesante de su hijo&lt;br /&gt;que en sus entrañas lleva extenuada&lt;br /&gt;por un ruego delirio amante&lt;br /&gt;esperando acabar todo&lt;br /&gt;con el soplo de la vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-5309708692733095386?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/5309708692733095386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=5309708692733095386' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/5309708692733095386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/5309708692733095386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/03/mujer.html' title='MUJER'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a_xZxCpKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/9eoY6TRPGcg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-4287526171511866095</id><published>2007-03-04T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:34:40.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIBERTAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bDf-AhczI/AAAAAAAAAQo/8-3dkJc_6zY/s1600-h/1187573079_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424237755202892594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 4px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 2px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bDf-AhczI/AAAAAAAAAQo/8-3dkJc_6zY/s200/1187573079_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mariposa no solo no cobarde&lt;br /&gt;mas temeraria, fatalmente ciega&lt;br /&gt;lo que la llama al fenix aun le niega&lt;br /&gt;quiere obstinada que a sus alas guarde&lt;br /&gt;pues en su dano arrepentida tarde&lt;br /&gt;del esplendor solicitada, llega&lt;br /&gt;a lo que luce, y ambiciosa entrega&lt;br /&gt;su mal vestida pluma a lo que arde&lt;br /&gt;yace gloriosa en lo que dulcemente&lt;br /&gt;huesa le ha prevenido abeja breve&lt;br /&gt;suma felicidad a yerro sumo&lt;br /&gt;no a mi ambicion contrario tan luciente&lt;br /&gt;menos activo si, cuanto mas leve&lt;br /&gt;cenizas la hara. si abrasa el humo&lt;br /&gt;Luis de Gongora y Argote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-4287526171511866095?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/4287526171511866095/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=4287526171511866095' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/4287526171511866095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/4287526171511866095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/03/libertad.html' title='LIBERTAD'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bDf-AhczI/AAAAAAAAAQo/8-3dkJc_6zY/s72-c/1187573079_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-7020126671145956534</id><published>2007-03-02T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T15:45:52.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DE COSAS Y RECUERDOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bueno que se puede decir hay lugares, personas e incluso cosas que nos traen recuerdos y pensamientos vagos haci como los que yo tengo son vivencias asociadas que se me vienen en estos momentos a mi mente por ejemplo una canción que me recuerda un imposible amor y otra a uno que nunca me importo, el otro dia limpiando mi casa me encontre con una mochila vieja no recordaba de quien era luego recorde yes era de mi amiga de la infancia con la que hice el pacto de sangre (que ridicules) creo que me dolio el pinchazo en el dedo y en fin me encontre tambien con mi agenda pascualina esa guatona que me acompaño mucho tiempo cuando en ella coleccionaba fotos de los minos de la tele, las clasicas esquelas,el chicle pegado y por ultimo el mechon de pelo de una amiga infaltable....esto pasa igual cuando paso por el frente de mi excolegio ahi ni hablar puros malos recuerdos vividos en ese lugar y no cuento detalles por que son engorrosos, hasta que me tube que cambiar a uno de esos establecimientos dos en uno jajaja......todo cambio ya no existia el uniforme todo mas relajado y mi vida dio un giro pero en conclución casi todo lo que me a pasado extrañamente a tenido un fin...la formación de yo misma jojo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a todo esto y saliendome del tema escrito por que "asi " se escribe "haci "estoy confundida y nadie me a podido dar una respuesta clara .......en fin cosas del castellano tendre que averiguar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-7020126671145956534?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/7020126671145956534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=7020126671145956534' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7020126671145956534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7020126671145956534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/03/de-cosas-y-recuerdos.html' title='DE COSAS Y RECUERDOS'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-2813333824073240549</id><published>2007-03-01T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:54:17.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FANTASIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0jCwbk2AeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Rr7xilk3VUg/s1600-h/wp24byggarfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424799888459563490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0jCwbk2AeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Rr7xilk3VUg/s200/wp24byggarfield.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un dia me encontre&lt;br /&gt;con un pensamiento fantasioso&lt;br /&gt;que su realidad existia en mi mente&lt;br /&gt;me invito a andar con el&lt;br /&gt;y creo que me quede a su lado&lt;br /&gt;por suerte desperte&lt;br /&gt;en ese momento el ya se habia ido......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-2813333824073240549?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/2813333824073240549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=2813333824073240549' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/2813333824073240549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/2813333824073240549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/03/fantasia.html' title='FANTASIA'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0jCwbk2AeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Rr7xilk3VUg/s72-c/wp24byggarfield.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-27332163264736956</id><published>2007-03-01T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T09:28:28.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAS COSAS QUE PESAN</title><content type='html'>Las cosas que pesan&lt;br /&gt;no son las que tomas&lt;br /&gt;son las que vives&lt;br /&gt;las cosas que pesan son sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;son sufrimientos&lt;br /&gt;son pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;liviandad en el alma&lt;br /&gt;vive cuando ya no esta&lt;br /&gt;lo que por dentro nos pesa mas........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-27332163264736956?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/27332163264736956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=27332163264736956' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/27332163264736956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/27332163264736956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/2007/03/las-cosas-que-pesan.html' title='LAS COSAS QUE PESAN'/><author><name>LA CUCARACHITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06630520191361082457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/TCwWno0zo_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gnK_sWNJtoo/S220/shh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809272298020576239.post-7069813087356980435</id><published>2007-02-28T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:09:36.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOS  OJOS DEL MUNDO*****</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a-BBfU94I/AAAAAAAAAPg/67IeBObz1B4/s1600-h/ojos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424231726003320706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0a-BBfU94I/AAAAAAAAAPg/67IeBObz1B4/s200/ojos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Los ojos de mundo estan tan tristes...Han perdido el brillo de la inocencia, del amor..Los ojos del mundo han llorado...perdiendo en el correr de los dias su candor...Los ojos del mundo se tiñeron de nostalgia..han perdido la sorpresa y el encanto..Los ojos del mundo han dejado de ser...alejandose de la luz sin poder volver..Los ojos del mundo estan tristes...quien podra ayudar a recuperar la alegria...Los ojos del mundo aun observan..deseando volver a ser felices algun día.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7809272298020576239-7069813087356980435?l=lacucarachita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lacucarachita.blogspot.com/feeds/7069813087356980435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7809272298020576239&amp;postID=7069813087356980435' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809272298020576239/posts/default/7069813087356980435'/><link rel='self' 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FIN DE UNA ETAPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bCQQPxE5I/AAAAAAAAAQg/tizEtSdDTVU/s1600-h/venetian-canals05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424236385709134738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPBN7ZBDVNQ/S0bCQQPxE5I/AAAAAAAAAQg/tizEtSdDTVU/s200/venetian-canals05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODOS TENEMOS QUE PASAR POR EL TORTUOSO FIN DE UNA ETAPA&lt;br /&gt;ESA QUE NOS CUESTA TANTO Y ALGUNAS VECES NOS PRODUCE TEMOR&lt;br /&gt;ME PREGUNTO DE DONDE NACE ESA ADAPTACIÓN SERA POR QUE SOMOS MEDIOS ANIMALES Y AL FINAL NOS ACOSTUMBRAMOS QUIZÁS A CUALQUIER COSA&lt;br /&gt;EL TEMA ES QUE DE UN TIEMPO A ESTA PARTE ME ESTOY DANDO CUENTA QUE TODO CAMBIARA EN MI VIDA Y SIENTO QUE QUIERO Y NO A LA VEZ Y POSIBLEMENTE NO SOY LA UNICA PERO COMO LAS COSAS AVANZAN RAPIDITO CREO QUE LA RUEDA YA ME ALCANZO ASI QUE YA CON MIS VEITIUN 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