<?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-5170106786044531657</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:50:18.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guardasentimientos...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170106786044531657/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mery Popins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795655075160160859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_02JHcGl6T9o/R3PHMwuRFEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7TRFBwox4ug/S220/fairy_med.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170106786044531657.post-641701741697665775</id><published>2008-02-28T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T05:44:14.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabor amargo</title><content type='html'>Si, tengo ese sabor amargo...esa sensacion de odio, de querer matarlo si lo tuviera en frente!!!Despues me pongo a pensar y me doy cuenta que en realidad no vale la pena...Quien quisiera tener a una persona asi al lado, alguien que nunca fue ni va a ser fiel, alguien en el cual no podes confiar, que por mas amor que le pueda tener, como haces para convivir con esa eterna desconfianza?&lt;br /&gt;Por mas que no quiera lo sigo queriendo con toda mi alma...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170106786044531657-641701741697665775?l=guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com/feeds/641701741697665775/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5170106786044531657&amp;postID=641701741697665775' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170106786044531657/posts/default/641701741697665775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170106786044531657/posts/default/641701741697665775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com/2008/02/sabor-amargo.html' title='Sabor amargo'/><author><name>Mery Popins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795655075160160859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_02JHcGl6T9o/R3PHMwuRFEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7TRFBwox4ug/S220/fairy_med.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170106786044531657.post-1436044764736452598</id><published>2008-02-24T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:29:08.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entre dos amores...</title><content type='html'>Entre dos amores voy como hoja al viento&lt;br /&gt;uno es el que tengo el otro es el que siento&lt;br /&gt;uno es tan suave, el otro tan fiero&lt;br /&gt;uno me da paz, el otro miedo.&lt;br /&gt;Entre los dos voy enloqueciendo&lt;br /&gt;un amor normal, un amor veneno&lt;br /&gt;un amor tranquilo, un amor deseo&lt;br /&gt;si por uno vivo, por el otro muero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayyyy maldito corazón! lo mas gracioso es que a ninguno de los dos los tengo...necesitaré un tercero en discordia???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170106786044531657-1436044764736452598?l=guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com/feeds/1436044764736452598/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5170106786044531657&amp;postID=1436044764736452598' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170106786044531657/posts/default/1436044764736452598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170106786044531657/posts/default/1436044764736452598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com/2008/02/entre-dos-amores.html' title='Entre dos amores...'/><author><name>Mery Popins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795655075160160859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_02JHcGl6T9o/R3PHMwuRFEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7TRFBwox4ug/S220/fairy_med.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170106786044531657.post-2342327732722009488</id><published>2008-02-20T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T06:27:44.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay amores...</title><content type='html'>Hay amores que se vuelven resistentes a los daños, &lt;br /&gt;  como el vino que mejora con los años,&lt;br /&gt;  asi crece lo que siento yo por tí.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay amores que se esperan al invierno y florecen&lt;br /&gt;  y en las noches de otoño reverdecen&lt;br /&gt;  tal como el amor que siento yo por ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay ! mi piel, no te olvides del mar &lt;br /&gt;  Que en las noches me ha visto llorar &lt;br /&gt;   tantos recuerdos de tí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay ! mi piel, no te olvides del día&lt;br /&gt;  que separó tu vida, &lt;br /&gt;  de la pobre vida que me tocó vivir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170106786044531657-2342327732722009488?l=guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com/feeds/2342327732722009488/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_02JHcGl6T9o/R3PHMwuRFEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7TRFBwox4ug/S220/fairy_med.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170106786044531657.post-7188450134147240379</id><published>2008-02-17T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T16:24:36.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Para atras...</title><content type='html'>... como codazo!!! hacia mucho que no estaba por aca, mi nuevo blog esta un poco olvidado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si señores, estamos para atras con los sentimientos...entre mi ex y mi actual me van a volver loca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno lo que ya sabemos, es dificil entender a los hombres...pero es que a mi me tocan tooodos los mas locos eso es seguro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguien sabe como se hace para encontrar uno que valga la pena???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170106786044531657-7188450134147240379?l=guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com/feeds/7188450134147240379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5170106786044531657&amp;postID=7188450134147240379' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170106786044531657/posts/default/7188450134147240379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170106786044531657/posts/default/7188450134147240379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com/2008/02/para-atras.html' title='Para atras...'/><author><name>Mery 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momento me doy cuenta que te tengo tan lejos y extrañarte se hace inavitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seria tan lindo poder acercar esa distancia y abrazarte, recibir tus " abrazos de oso feroz" (como decis vos) que tanta falta me hacen...en fin, es solo cuestion de tiempo...el tiempo pasa rapido y pronto te tendre nuevamente aca....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170106786044531657-51691944333037697?l=guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com/feeds/51691944333037697/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5170106786044531657&amp;postID=51691944333037697' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170106786044531657/posts/default/51691944333037697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170106786044531657/posts/default/51691944333037697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com/2007/12/un-da-de-enero.html' title='Un día de Enero...'/><author><name>Mery Popins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17795655075160160859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_02JHcGl6T9o/R3PHMwuRFEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7TRFBwox4ug/S220/fairy_med.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170106786044531657.post-3564329916943985257</id><published>2007-12-27T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T08:56:45.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Como se hace?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Que se hace cuando la tristeza se acumula? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;cuando no sabemos para que lado salir corriendo? cuando sentimos que el mundo se nos viene encima? cuando todo sale al revés? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;No me gusta tener estos sentimientos, pero como se hace para poner una sonrisa y seguir hacia adelante sin que nada importe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Hoy la tristeza me desborda, me aplasta, me apaga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170106786044531657-3564329916943985257?l=guardasentimeintos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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