tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43324306289762190582024-03-13T09:01:19.121+00:00El mundo de GalaAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.comBlogger207125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-41855012662712267042015-03-01T20:53:00.001+00:002015-03-01T20:53:18.017+00:00¡¡¡ Sin esperanza!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Reconstruyendo mi vida,</b><br />
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<b>Levantando nuevos pilares </b><br />
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<b>Consolidando una base p</b><b>ara un futuro </b></div>
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<b>Que no sé . . . , c</b><b>ómo se presenta</b></div>
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<b>¿Y vale la pena tanto esfuerzo?</b></div>
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<b>¿Es cierto qué existe la felicidad?</b></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-85128917651295911762014-10-14T17:24:00.000+01:002014-10-14T17:24:19.399+01:00¡¡¡Hasta luego mamá!!!<div style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.294118); font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px;">
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<b>Ya estáis juntos de nuevo,</b></div>
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<b>Un mes y veinte días, </b></div>
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<b>No pudiste más sin él</b></div>
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<b>Más de cincuenta años </b></div>
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<b>Toda una vida de amor</b></div>
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<b>Me siento muy sola</b></div>
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<b>Inmensamente triste</b></div>
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<b>Hundida en el dolor</b></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-31492870512019407232014-09-12T19:51:00.000+01:002014-09-12T19:51:42.471+01:00¡¡¡Yo tenía medio limón!!!<div style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">
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¿Existe . . . , la media naranja?<br />
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¿Puede ser que la felicidad tenga nombre?</div>
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A lo mejor sí...,</div>
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Pero no sé hasta que punto es cierto.</div>
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O puede ser que quien tú consideres tu mitad</div>
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Sea la mitad de otro..., </div>
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O simplemente ni te vea como naranja</div>
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¡¡¡Que complicado es el amor!!! </div>
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¡¡¡Si es que existe!!!</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-45790659087386909602014-08-21T08:33:00.001+01:002014-08-21T08:33:49.797+01:00¡ Hasta luego papá!<div>
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<span style="font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">La vida se ha llevado parte de mi existir</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">La tristeza se ha apoderado de mi corazón </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18px;">Y el vacío que sufro me produce desazón </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18px;">Porque no hay consuelo que para tanto dolor</span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-92143094123588740492014-07-09T01:41:00.000+01:002014-07-09T01:41:20.511+01:00¡¡¡ Los problemas se acumulan !!!<div style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.294118); font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Cuando crees que por fin vas a acabar con el peor error de tu vida </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Surge un nuevo problema con el que no contabas</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Y que ni en tus pesadillas, interminables e insanas, hubieras imaginado</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Y éste . . . , sí que no sabes cómo solucionarlo</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-53915232891713614342014-06-16T18:36:00.003+01:002014-06-16T18:36:45.361+01:00¿¿¿Se puede vaciar la mente???<b><br /></b>
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<b>La ansiedad se apodera de mi</b><br />
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<b>He llegado al punto de no saber . . .</b><br />
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<b>. . . que quiero</b></div>
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<b>. . . que necesito</b></div>
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<b>Estoy agotada y no consigo desconectar</b></div>
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<b>Me puede más la preocupación por los demás</b></div>
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<b>Y me pregunto . . . , si ese escudo protector </b></div>
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<b>Que despliego para arropar </b></div>
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<b>Cada vez no me pesa más </b></div>
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<b>Y debería abandonar</b><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-42327276665693586512014-04-17T08:38:00.001+01:002014-04-17T10:06:04.388+01:00¡¡¡Quizás!!!¿Por qué me empeño en complicarme la vida?<br />
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¿Por qué, si sé que todo tiene una consecuencia?<br />
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Siempre elijo la opción más difícil, la más dura<br />
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Quizás . . . <br />
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Porque me da más miedo que me hagan daño<br />
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Que no pensé nunca tomar<br />
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Algo que cambiará mi vida<br />
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Aunque a simple vista no se verá<br />
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</div>La batalla entre mi cabeza y mi corazón<br />
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Me están llevando a la total desolación<br />
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Y aunque sé que sólo habrá un ganador<br />
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También sé que sólo habrá un perdedor...,<br />
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. . .YOAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-88119983223851454712014-02-11T20:06:00.000+00:002014-02-11T20:06:43.442+00:00¡¡¡ Nunca diré la verdad !!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Aparentar tranquilidad . . . , cuando el corazón se me desboca</b><br />
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<b>Tragarme lo que me gustaría decir . . . , porque es lo correcto </b><br />
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<b>En definitiva . . . , vivir de una manera diferente a la que quisiera </b><br />
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<b>Así me siento . . . , esclava de mi mente y condenada a una existencia que no me apetece</b><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-32072703255855165722014-01-26T13:04:00.001+00:002014-01-26T13:04:47.404+00:00¡¡¡Mi realidad!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>¿Cuándo me di cuenta . . . que sufrir es algo que me acompañaría siempre?</b><br />
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<b>¿Cuándo mis ilusiones . . . pasaron a ser simples imágenes borrosas?</b><br />
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<b>¿Cuándo deje de creer . . . que podría ser feliz?</b><br />
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<b>¿Cuándo . . . ?</b></div>
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<b>Simplemente . . . cuando te conocí</b></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-38298806743537638882014-01-09T20:58:00.000+00:002014-01-09T20:58:51.750+00:00¿¿¿Por qué no celebrarlo???<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>El día que logre relajarme </b><br />
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<b>Y celebrar la vida</b><br />
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<b>Será , . . . cuando deje de existir</b><br />
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<b>Y poder alcanzar así la felicidad</b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-84658623139983445062013-12-15T21:54:00.000+00:002013-12-15T21:54:04.316+00:00¡¡¡Vivir de ilusiones..., mejor de la realidad!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Mi corazón no atiende a la razón</b><br />
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<b>Esa que me dice que no tiene solución</b><br />
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<b>Que nunca obtendré la felicidad, ni tu amor</b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-84553863038328633722013-12-08T17:31:00.001+00:002013-12-08T17:31:18.638+00:00¿¿¿Se puede creer . . . , en un final feliz???<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Cuando empiezas a creer que tu vida</b><br />
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<b>Vuelve a coger por el buen camino</b><br />
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<b>Te encuentras con algún bache que hace </b><br />
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<b>Que tengas que parar e incluso retroceder</b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-46243962108623431332013-11-25T22:07:00.000+00:002013-11-25T22:07:48.779+00:00¡¡¡Afronta lo que haces!!!<br />
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<b>Cuando te escudas en la penumbra de la noche</b><br />
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<b>Creyendo que así tus males no saldrán a la luz</b><br />
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<b>Es que tu cobardía no te deja ver con claridad</b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-40155173307335496862013-11-20T03:40:00.000+00:002013-11-20T08:33:07.580+00:00¡¡¡Eres fuerte, y lo sabes!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxSTw9sSBUd_u6wK1bddZp7CTbDvOg2jmQgIsm4ZQ3WZRPh-tS7ICLGho2AKCUzxm0TAs4hE6lp6bSa2aC-UgtCxh1PLx7H9FyUp8cZPIEZSeK80BObmYsebBZclzyQXVpemly2IiYYUU/s1600/imagesCAMFOXV8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxSTw9sSBUd_u6wK1bddZp7CTbDvOg2jmQgIsm4ZQ3WZRPh-tS7ICLGho2AKCUzxm0TAs4hE6lp6bSa2aC-UgtCxh1PLx7H9FyUp8cZPIEZSeK80BObmYsebBZclzyQXVpemly2IiYYUU/s1600/imagesCAMFOXV8.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<strong>Cuando tus lágrimas nublan tu sonrisa,</strong><br />
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<strong>Y no ves un mañana, mejor que tu presente,</strong><br />
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<strong>Debes saber que no estas sola .</strong><br />
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<strong>Que la lluvia de la noche se llevará tu dolor,</strong><br />
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<strong>Y al salir, las huellas que dejarás,</strong><br />
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<strong>Harán que las personas que te quieren . . . ,</strong><br />
<strong></strong><br />
<strong>Te puedan encontrar.</strong>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-69418313695907034302013-11-15T23:43:00.001+00:002013-11-15T23:43:55.956+00:00¡¡¡Los días se hacen eternos!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Cuando no te queda mucho en que creer</strong><br />
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<strong>Y la desilusión se hace protagonista de tus días</strong><br />
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<strong>Ya no sabes si vale la pena seguir adelante</strong>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-68674583645038596992013-11-13T22:18:00.000+00:002013-11-13T22:18:01.064+00:00¡¡¡Siempre será mejor!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Hay preguntas . . . ,</strong><br />
<strong></strong><br />
<strong>Que te hacen pensar,</strong><br />
<strong></strong><br />
<strong>Que te hacen sentir,</strong><br />
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<strong>Que te hacen sufrir,</strong><br />
<strong></strong><br />
<strong>Pero . . . , ¡se deben hacer!</strong>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-60418674490340304952013-11-11T22:17:00.000+00:002013-11-11T22:17:12.527+00:00¡¡¡Querer lo justo!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong>No idealices a nadie</strong><br />
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<strong>Porque cuanto más lo hagas</strong><br />
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<strong>Si te falla . . . , más te dolerá</strong> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-71563940387477277232013-11-10T00:10:00.000+00:002013-11-10T00:10:16.728+00:00¡¡¡Todo tiene un final!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong>No estropees las cosas</strong><br />
<strong></strong><br />
<strong>Y luego quieras arreglarlo</strong><br />
<strong></strong><br />
<strong>Porque llegará el día que no puedas hacerlo</strong>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-29454528826125180682013-11-07T23:25:00.000+00:002013-11-07T23:25:03.429+00:00¡¡¡Día a día!!! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Tienes que cuidar a quienes te rodean</strong><br />
<strong></strong><br />
<strong>Mimar a tus mejores amigos</strong><br />
<strong></strong><br />
<strong>En definitiva . . . , disfrutar de la vida</strong>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-7405948763524101882013-11-06T21:27:00.000+00:002013-11-06T21:27:10.826+00:00¡¡¡Nunca acabarás!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Nunca encontrarás un final para las cosas</strong><br />
<strong></strong><br />
<strong>Cuando creas que has terminado con algo</strong><br />
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<strong>Te darás cuenta que tienes que empezar de nuevo</strong>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-56450871290363816472013-11-04T23:53:00.002+00:002013-11-04T23:53:45.489+00:00¡¡¡Siempre hay dos puntos de vista!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Aunque todos estemos mirando hacia un mismo sitio</strong><br />
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<strong>No todos veremos cosas semejantes</strong><br />
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<strong>Cada cual tiene su propia perspectiva</strong><br />
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<strong>En la variedad está la diversión de la vida</strong><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-59331619246252529132013-11-03T23:25:00.000+00:002013-11-03T23:25:04.813+00:00¡¡¡Cuando ocurrirá!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Desaparecer . . . , es lo que se me antoja</strong><br />
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<strong>Olvidarme de todo . . . , seria lo más fácil</strong><br />
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<strong>Pero . . . , no siempre consigo lo que quiero</strong>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332430628976219058.post-683735062016909062013-11-02T20:37:00.001+00:002013-11-02T20:37:59.509+00:00¡¡¡Vive y deja vivir!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong>¿Por qué el mundo se empeña en llevarme la contraria?</strong><br />
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<strong>¿Por qué me siento cómo si estuviera en un desierto sola?</strong><br />
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<strong>¿Por qué necesitáis hacer sufrir para ser feliz?</strong>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10901790225434160301noreply@blogger.com0