<?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-6651027</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:54:23.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The way to love is made from sacrifices.</title><subtitle type='html'>The way to love is made from sacrifices, the fact is that nobody take the risk, may be because this way is unexpected and uncertain, but some dreamers take this risk hoping to get the best of it, even if they know that taking this way they may lost their illusion, their dreams, their pasion everything they have.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Desilusión &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El día de hoy me lleve una gran desilusión  al saber que algo que yo creía que ya me había ganado no era cierto, pero bueno no por eso me voy a morir pero bueno si dolió demasiado solo espero poder ganarme de nuevo todo lo que tenia con ese alguien tan especial para mi espero que lea esto, y un buen recordatorio para mi para nunca dar cree algo sin que sea cierto o sin antes confirmarlo bueno saludos a todos bytes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-116453202858015406?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/116453202858015406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/116453202858015406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116453202858015406' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-114007424610661251</id><published>2006-02-15T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T23:18:36.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RENUNCIO A SER ADULTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por medio de la presente presento mi renuncia irrevocable a ser adulto.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decidido aceptar la responsabilidad de tener 10 años nuevamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Quiero ir a McDonald`s y pensar que es un restaurante 5 estrellas. &lt;br /&gt;* Quiero navegar barquitos de papel en un estanque y hacer anillos tirando piedras al agua. &lt;br /&gt;* Quiero pensar en que los dulces son mejores que el dinero, pues se pueden comer. * Quiero tener un receso y jugar cualquier cosa. &lt;br /&gt;* Quiero saltar en la cama y soñar con poder alcanzar las estrellas.&lt;br /&gt;* Quiero que el único enfado, sea porque me hacen comer el platillo que no quiero.&lt;br /&gt;* Quiero despertarme todos los días y disfrutar hasta el momento de dormir.&lt;br /&gt;* Quiero pasar largos ratos columpiándome y que lo único que pase por mi mente sea volar.&lt;br /&gt;* Quiero jugar a la comidita con dulces, y hacer pastelitos de tierra.&lt;br /&gt;* Quiero despertarme a las 5 de la mañana y estar feliz del nuevo día.&lt;br /&gt;* Quiero salir cómodamente de mi casa sin preocuparme como me veo. &lt;br /&gt;* Quiero estar tranquila en el parque, sin preocuparme por los problemas que debo resolver&lt;br /&gt;* Quiero regresar a mi casa a una comida con toda la familia reunida. &lt;br /&gt;* Quiero tomar largos baños y dormir 10 horas todas las noches. &lt;br /&gt;* Quiero abrazar a mis padres todos los días y seguir siendo consentida por ellos.&lt;br /&gt;* Quiero soñar que algún día llegara rescatare a mi princesa y yo seré el príncipe más valiente que podría existir&lt;br /&gt;* Quiero regresar a los tiempos donde la vida era simple. Cuando todo lo que sabía eran colores, tablas de sumar y cuentos y eso no me molestaba, porque no sabía que no sabía y no me preocupaba por no saber. Con todo lo que sabía era feliz, porque no sabía las cosas que preocupan y molestan. &lt;br /&gt;* Quiero pensar que el mundo es justo. Que todas las personas son honestas y buenas.&lt;br /&gt;* Quiero pensar que todo es posible......!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡¡QUIERO VOLVER A SER NIÑO!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-114007424610661251?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/114007424610661251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/114007424610661251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114007424610661251' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-113740073332591987</id><published>2006-01-16T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:38:53.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La Sonora Dinamita - Que Bello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Por que me miras así?&lt;br /&gt;mientras me visto sin tí.&lt;br /&gt;Recuerda bien este cuerpo que fue tuyo a placer&lt;br /&gt;para amar y engañar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no te mojes los labios,&lt;br /&gt;y me insinúes tus ganas.&lt;br /&gt;Eres tan bello y sensual que no se si me iré&lt;br /&gt;ahora o mejor después.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y yo que te deseo a morir,&lt;br /&gt;que importa esta es la última vez,&lt;br /&gt;el orgullo puede esperar&lt;br /&gt;pero me arrepiento en el piso donde sea&lt;br /&gt;y tómame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que bello cuando me amas así,&lt;br /&gt;y muerdes cada parte de mí,&lt;br /&gt;que bellos son tus celos de hombre&lt;br /&gt;que sientes cada vez que me voy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras me visto otra vez,&lt;br /&gt;tu me preparas un té.&lt;br /&gt;Y espero siempre escuchar esa mentira usual&lt;br /&gt;que no me deja marchar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confiado te acercas a mi,&lt;br /&gt;y bebo de tus manos el té.&lt;br /&gt;Ay eres tan bello y sensual que no se si me iré&lt;br /&gt;ahora o mejor después.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y yo que te deseo a morir,&lt;br /&gt;que importa esta es la última vez,&lt;br /&gt;el orgullo puede esperar&lt;br /&gt;pero me arrepiento en el piso donde sea&lt;br /&gt;y tómame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que bello cuando me amas así,&lt;br /&gt;y muerdes cada parte de mí,&lt;br /&gt;que bellos son tus celos de hombre&lt;br /&gt;que sientes cada vez que me voy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-113740073332591987?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/113740073332591987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/113740073332591987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113740073332591987' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-113692266719514628</id><published>2006-01-10T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T11:51:07.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ni tan claro ni tan oscuro, con la luz suficiente para admirar tu belleza, depende de como lo veas puede ser el final de un día o el principio de una noche, el sol, el mar y tú, perfecta combinación, para  el amor y yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que hermoso atardecer frente a mi, que hermosa dulzura veo en ti.&lt;br /&gt;camino por la playa siguiendo tus huellas, camino sin detenerme esperando que vuelvas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y sigo hasta el final de tus huellas y no te encuentro, y pregunto en dónde estás y no contestas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde te haz metido hermoso atardecer, dónde t haz metido, házmelo saber. Extraño tu belleza y dulzura de aquel día en que te vi por primera vez, cuando llenaste mis ojos de luz y mi alma de grandeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aún tengo la esperanza de encontrarte, aun tengo la esperanza de decirte, que siempre te esperé con ansias y tú jamás lo comprendiste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora que te fuiste muy solo m haz dejado y solo espero que regreses a mi lado, por que mil y una noche te he llorado!!! Vuelve atardecer, vuelve y déjame morir a tu lado!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCA_RIVA&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-113692266719514628?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/113692266719514628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/113692266719514628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113692266719514628' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-112961697631315966</id><published>2005-10-17T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T23:32:03.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One day at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all you can think is give up,&lt;br /&gt;You think that life is so hard&lt;br /&gt;and that will never end.&lt;br /&gt;But you refuse to let go,&lt;br /&gt;and take one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;to reach the sunset&lt;br /&gt;and say I'm alive.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-112961697631315966?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/112961697631315966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/112961697631315966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112961697631315966' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-112917922924967641</id><published>2005-10-12T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:53:49.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kelly Clarkson - Because Of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not make the same mistakes that you did&lt;br /&gt;I will not let myself&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart so much misery&lt;br /&gt;I will not break the way you did,&lt;br /&gt;You fell so hard&lt;br /&gt;I've learned the hard way&lt;br /&gt;To never let it get that far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way&lt;br /&gt;And it's not too long before you point it out&lt;br /&gt;I cannot cry&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that's weakness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to fake&lt;br /&gt;A smile, a laugh everyday of my life&lt;br /&gt;My heart can't possibly break&lt;br /&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched you die&lt;br /&gt;I heard you cry every night in your sleep&lt;br /&gt;I was so young&lt;br /&gt;You should have known better than to lean on me&lt;br /&gt;You never thought of anyone else&lt;br /&gt;You just saw your pain&lt;br /&gt;And now I cry in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;For the same damn thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I try my hardest just to forget everything&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to let anyone else in&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-112917922924967641?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/112917922924967641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/112917922924967641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112917922924967641' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-112892204650350077</id><published>2005-10-09T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T22:27:26.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yahir - No te apartes de mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo pensé que podía quedarme sin ti y no puedo &lt;br /&gt;es difícil mi amor, más difícil de lo que pensé &lt;br /&gt;he dejado mi puerta entreabierta &lt;br /&gt;y entraste tú sin avisar &lt;br /&gt;no te apartes de mí, oh no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo pensé que con tanta experiencia conocía todo &lt;br /&gt;y contigo aprendí que al amor no le importa quién sabe más &lt;br /&gt;y que el tiempo en nosotros no existe &lt;br /&gt;por todo lo que veo en tí &lt;br /&gt;no te apartes de mí, oh no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo amor que yo esperé de la vida &lt;br /&gt;lo he encontrado sólo en ti &lt;br /&gt;y resulta que tú no estás aquí &lt;br /&gt;esos aires que quien no sabe nada &lt;br /&gt;me han sabido hacer feliz &lt;br /&gt;no te apartes de mí, oh no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pensé que ese aire inocente me enseñase un mundo &lt;br /&gt;en las cosas bonitas, tan simples, que siempre me dices &lt;br /&gt;por la falta que me haces aquí &lt;br /&gt;y por todo lo que veo en tí &lt;br /&gt;no te apartes de mí, oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo amor que yo esperé de la vida &lt;br /&gt;lo he encontrado sólo en ti &lt;br /&gt;y resulta que tú no estás aquí &lt;br /&gt;esos aires que quien no sabe nada &lt;br /&gt;me han sabido hacer feliz &lt;br /&gt;no te apartes de mí, oh no &lt;br /&gt;no te apartes de mí, oh no&lt;br /&gt;no te apartes de mí, oh no&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-112892204650350077?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/112892204650350077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/112892204650350077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112892204650350077' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-111370914014191382</id><published>2005-04-16T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T19:49:07.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Te Quiero Olvidar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando uno quiere a una persona&lt;br /&gt;Uno nunca deja de quererla&lt;br /&gt;Simplemente la tratamos de olvidar,&lt;br /&gt;Para que el sentimiento no regrese&lt;br /&gt;Y nos haga recordar y extrañar,&lt;br /&gt;Por eso yo te quiero olvidar.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-111370914014191382?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/111370914014191382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/111370914014191382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111370914014191382' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-111328254238274968</id><published>2005-04-11T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T20:39:51.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Luis Miguel – Contigo Aprendi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contigo aprendi&lt;br /&gt;Que existen nuevas y mejores emociones&lt;br /&gt;Contigo aprendi&lt;br /&gt;A conocer un mundo nuevo de ilusiones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi&lt;br /&gt;Que la semana tiene mas de siete dias&lt;br /&gt;A hacer mayores mis contadas alegrias&lt;br /&gt;Y a ser dichoso yo contigo lo aprendi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contigo aprendi&lt;br /&gt;A ver la luz del otro lado de la luna&lt;br /&gt;Contigo aprendi&lt;br /&gt;Que tu presencia no la cambio por ninguna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi&lt;br /&gt;Que puede un beso ser más dulce y más profundo&lt;br /&gt;Que puedo irme mañana mismo de este mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las cosas buenas ya contigo las vivi&lt;br /&gt;Y contigo aprendi&lt;br /&gt;Que yo nací el día que te conocí&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-111328254238274968?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/111328254238274968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/111328254238274968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111328254238274968' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-111328235233223390</id><published>2005-04-11T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:13:48.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Que no haria por ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo que quieras&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo que necesites&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo que tenga que hacer&lt;br /&gt;Haria lo que sea......&lt;br /&gt;Pero ya no puedo hacer nada&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-111328235233223390?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/111328235233223390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/111328235233223390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111328235233223390' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-111103562387975945</id><published>2005-03-14T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T21:03:28.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nunca habia pesando que este momento llegara a mi vida pero ahora que llego, hay dos opcinoes : &lt;br /&gt;a) Soy lo suficientemente maduro e inteligente y supe como controlar la sutiacion o &lt;br /&gt;b) Todavia sigo en shock y no tengo la menor minima idea de lo que hacer o si se tenga que hacer algo, no lo se pero bueno lo unico que si se y puedo decir es que la estoy asimilando de muy buena manera.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-111103562387975945?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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/&gt;Pero aun te sigo amando,&lt;br /&gt;Este amor me esta matando&lt;br /&gt;Y no se que hacer con el.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-110870573887274044?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/110870573887274044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/110870573887274044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110870573887274044' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-110348278442089496</id><published>2004-12-19T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T11:04:25.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Green Day - Basket Case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have the time&lt;br /&gt;To listen to me whine?&lt;br /&gt;About nothing and everything&lt;br /&gt;all at once&lt;br /&gt;I am one of the those&lt;br /&gt;Melodramatic fools&lt;br /&gt;Neurotic to the bone&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm cracking up&lt;br /&gt;Am I just paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just stoned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a shrink&lt;br /&gt;To analyze my dreams&lt;br /&gt;She says it's lack of sex&lt;br /&gt;that's bringing me down&lt;br /&gt;I went to a whore&lt;br /&gt;He said my life's a bore&lt;br /&gt;So quit my whining cause&lt;br /&gt;it's bringing her down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm cracking up&lt;br /&gt;Am I just paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;Uh,yuh,yuh,ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grasping to control&lt;br /&gt;So I better hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm cracking up&lt;br /&gt;Am I just paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just stoned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-110348278442089496?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/110348278442089496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/110348278442089496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110348278442089496' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-109945654385738149</id><published>2004-11-02T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T20:40:49.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jet - Look What You've Done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my photo off the wall&lt;br /&gt;If it just won't sing for you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all that's left has gone away&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing there for you to prove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, look what you've done&lt;br /&gt;You've made a fool of everyone&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it seems likes such fun&lt;br /&gt;Until you lose what you had won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me back my point of view&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I just can't think for you&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly hear you say&lt;br /&gt;What should I do, well you choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, look what you've done&lt;br /&gt;You've made a fool of everyone&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it seems likes such fun&lt;br /&gt;Until you lose what you had won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, look what you've done&lt;br /&gt;You've made a fool of everyone&lt;br /&gt;A fool of everyone&lt;br /&gt;A fool of everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my photo off the wall&lt;br /&gt;If it just won't sing for you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all that's left has gone away&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing there for you to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, look what you've done&lt;br /&gt;You've made a fool of everyone&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it seems likes such fun&lt;br /&gt;Until you lose what you had won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, look what you've done&lt;br /&gt;You've made a fool of everyone&lt;br /&gt;A fool of everyone&lt;br /&gt;A fool of everyone&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-109945654385738149?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/109945654385738149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/109945654385738149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109945654385738149' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-109932328239809326</id><published>2004-11-01T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T07:35:45.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 width=250px&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; color: #33cc66;'&gt;Marcos is poisonous! Induce vomitting if ingested.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;Td align=center bgcolor='#33cc66'&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: wingdings; font-size: 64pt; color: black;'&gt;N&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Arial; font-size: 32pt; color: black;'&gt;POISON&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/warning-label/warning-label.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="Get your warning label"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;&lt;font size="0"&gt;From Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-109932328239809326?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/109932328239809326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/109932328239809326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109932328239809326' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-109824068834423752</id><published>2004-10-19T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T21:05:22.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cumpleaños de la Comunidad Trakala</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Con motivo del proximo &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cumpleaños de la Comunidad Trakalas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a celebrarse el jueves en el Monte Picacho y el viernes en la Cerveceria Tijuana hice algo en motivo de lo que simboliza los sacrificios que han hecho todos los miembros de esta comunidad con algo que fue un gran sacrificio y esfuerzo para mi y espero todos de aqui en a delante pongamos algo de nuestra parte para celebrar muchos mas cumpleaños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F E L I C I D A D E S&lt;BR&gt;T R A K A L A S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-109824068834423752?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/109824068834423752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/109824068834423752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109824068834423752' title='Cumpleaños de la Comunidad Trakala'/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-109340502944276014</id><published>2004-08-24T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T20:37:09.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blink 182 - Don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me all alone&lt;br /&gt;Just drop me off at home&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine, it's not the first&lt;br /&gt;Just like last time, but a little worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that I'm not the one that she thinks about and&lt;br /&gt;She said it stopped being fun, I just bring her down&lt;br /&gt;I said "don't let your future be destroyed by my past"&lt;br /&gt;She said "don't let my door hit your ass"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more chance, I'll try this time&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you yours, I won't take mine&lt;br /&gt;I'll listen up, pretend to care&lt;br /&gt;Come on ahead, I'll meet you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that I'm not the one that she thinks about and&lt;br /&gt;She said it stopped being fun, I just bring her down&lt;br /&gt;I said "don't let your future be destroyed by my past"&lt;br /&gt;She said "don't let my door hit your ass"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's try this one more time with feeling&lt;br /&gt;One more time with feeling&lt;br /&gt;One more time with feeling&lt;br /&gt;One more time with feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that I'm not the one that she thinks about and&lt;br /&gt;She said it stopped being fun, I just bring her down&lt;br /&gt;I said "don't let your future be destroyed by my past"&lt;br /&gt;She said "don't let my door hit your ass"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me all alone&lt;br /&gt;Just drop me off at home&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-109340502944276014?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/109340502944276014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/109340502944276014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109340502944276014' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-108900458301640123</id><published>2004-07-04T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T07:37:00.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoobastank - The Reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;There's many things I wish I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;But I continue learning&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;It's something I must live with everyday&lt;br /&gt;And all the pain I put you through&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could take it all away&lt;br /&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i need you to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is You&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is You&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is You&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason to show&lt;br /&gt;A side of me you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;A reason for all that I do&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is You&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-108900458301640123?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108900458301640123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108900458301640123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108900458301640123' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-108837343686419479</id><published>2004-06-27T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T14:59:25.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My japanese name is &lt;b&gt;Akimoto (autumn book) Takumi (open sea)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/969/"&gt;&lt;font size="0"&gt;Take your real japanese name generator today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-108837343686419479?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108837343686419479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108837343686419479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108837343686419479' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-108586195253934868</id><published>2004-05-29T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T13:19:12.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Duele Amar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duele amar a alguien y no ser correspondidos, pero lo que es más doloroso es amar a alguien y nunca encontrar el valor para decirle a esa persona lo que sientes. Tal vez Dios quiere que nosotros conozcamos a unas cuantas personas equivocadas antes de conocer a la persona correcta, para que al fin cuando la conozcamos, sepamos ser agradecidos por ese maravilloso regalo. Una de las cosas más tristes de la vida es cuando conoces a alguien que significa todo y solo para darte cuenta que al final, no era para ti y lo tienes que dejar ir. Cuando la puerta de la felicidad se cierra, otra puerta se abre, pero algunas veces miramos tanto tiempo a aquella puerta que se cerró, que no vemos la que se ha abierto frente a nosotros. Es cierto que no sabemos lo que tenemos hasta que lo perdemos, pero también es cierto que no sabemos lo que nos hemos estado perdiendo hasta que lo encontramos. Darle a alguien todo tu amor nunca es un seguro de que te corresponderán, pero no esperes que te correspondan; solo espera que el amor crezca en el corazón de la otra persona, pero si no crece sé feliz porque creció en el tuyo. Hay cosas que te encantaría oír que nunca escucharás de la persona que te gustaría que te las dijera, pero no seas tan sordo para no oírlas de aquel que las dice desde su corazón. Nunca digas adiós si todavía quieres tratar. Nunca te des por vencido si sientes que puedes seguir luchando. Nunca le digas a una persona que ya no la amas si no puedes dejarla ir. El amor llega a aquel que espera, aunque lo hallan decepcionado; a aquel que aun cree, aunque haya sido traicionado; a aquel que todavía necesite amar, aunque antes haya sido lastimado; y a aquel que tiene el coraje y la fe para construir la confianza de nuevo. El principio del amor es dejar que aquellos que conocemos sean ellos mismos, y no tratarlos de voltear con nuestra propia imagen, porque entonces solo amaremos el reflejo de nosotros mismos en ellos. No vayas por el exterior, este te puede engañar; no vayas por las riquezas porque aun eso se pierde; ve por alguien que te haga sonreír, porque toma tan solo una sonrisa para hacer que un día oscuro brille. Espero que encuentres a aquella persona que te haga sonreír. Hay momentos en los que extrañas a una persona tanto que quieres sacarla de tus sueños y abrazarla con todas tus fuerzas. Espero que sueñes con ese alguien especial. Sueña lo que quieras soñar; ve a donde quieras ir; se lo que quieras ser; porque tienes tan solo una vida y una oportunidad para hacer todo lo que quieras hacer. Espero que tengas; suficiente felicidad para hacerte dulce; suficientes pruebas para hacerte fuerte; suficiente dolor para mantenerte humano; suficiente esperanza para ser feliz y suficiente dinero para comprar regalos. Las personas más felices no siempre tienen lo mejor de todo; solo sacan lo mejor de todo lo que encuentran en su camino. La felicidad espera por aquellos que lloran, aquellos que han sido lastimados, aquellos que buscan, aquellos que tratan. Porque solo ellos pueden apreciar la importancia de las personas que han tocado sus vidas. El amor comienza con una sonrisa, crece con un beso y muere con una lágrima. La brillantez del futuro será basada en un pasado olvidado. No puedes ir feliz por la vida hasta que dejes ir tus fracasos pasados y los dolores de tu corazón. Cuando naciste, tu llorabas y todos alrededor sonreían, vive tu vida de forma que cuando mueras tu sonrías, y todos alrededor lloren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-108586195253934868?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108586195253934868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108586195253934868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108586195253934868' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-108511012622871570</id><published>2004-05-20T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T20:21:45.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/donarepa/1065683791_ampirequiz.JPG" border="0" alt="vamp"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Form 9, &lt;b&gt;Vampire&lt;/b&gt;: The Undying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And The Vampire was all that remained on the blood drowned creation.  She attempted to regrow life from the dead.  But as she was about to give the breath of life, she was consumed in the flame of The Phoenix and the cycle began again."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some examples of the Vampire Form are &lt;br /&gt;Hades (Greek)and Isis (Egyptian).The Vampire is associated with the concept of death, the number 9, and the element of fire. Her sign is the eclipsed moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a member of Form 9, you are a very realistic individual.  You may be a little idealistic, but you are very grounded and down to earth. You realize that not everything lasts, but you savor every minute of the good times.  While you may sometimes find yourself lonely, you have strong ties with people that will never be broken.  Vampires are the best friends to have because they are sensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/donarepa/quizzes/Which%20Mythological%20Form%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="0"&gt;Which Mythological Form Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-108511012622871570?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108511012622871570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108511012622871570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108511012622871570' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-108466683577002266</id><published>2004-05-15T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T21:45:51.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061401756_topdreams2.jpg" border="0" alt="Morpheus"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Greek%20Gods%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="0"&gt;Which Of The Greek Gods Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-108466683577002266?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108466683577002266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108466683577002266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108466683577002266' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-108466565765971101</id><published>2004-05-15T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T13:25:44.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/RaeChan/1059215447_EyeQuizRed.gif" border="0" alt="To Be Edited"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Red! Your eyes are red! You're a very distant&lt;br&gt;person, and you tend to hunger for power. In a&lt;br&gt;Manga, you'd be the sexy evil villan. Nothing&lt;br&gt;wrong with that, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/RaeChan/quizzes/What%20Color%20Are%20Your%20Anime%20Eyes%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="0"&gt;What Color Are Your Anime Eyes?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-108466565765971101?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108466565765971101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108466565765971101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108466565765971101' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-108466505307885255</id><published>2004-05-15T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T21:43:34.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sethlyp/1068962042_urespummel.JPG" border="0" alt="pummel"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Weapons are not your thing. You would prefer to pummel your opponent to death with your fists and feet. You show a lot of Honor but some power still eludes you. I can give you this power, I can make you stronger, join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sethlyp/quizzes/How%20would%20you%20Murder%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="0"&gt;How would you Murder?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-108466505307885255?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108466505307885255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108466505307885255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108466505307885255' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-108459992485178204</id><published>2004-05-14T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T22:45:24.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El Amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor es como una enfermedad terminal, &lt;br /&gt;tienes que sufrir por ella, te causa dolores &lt;br /&gt;muy fuertes, no hay cura alguna, solo remedios &lt;br /&gt;temporales y consume a la persona poco a poco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-108459992485178204?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108459992485178204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108459992485178204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108459992485178204' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-108433353663011137</id><published>2004-05-11T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T20:45:36.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Te Prometo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despues de saber todo lo que has sufrido &lt;br /&gt;siento que no he sufrido nada,&lt;br /&gt;que me quejo por cosas tan pequeñas,&lt;br /&gt;que soy un envidioso por pedir todo para mi&lt;br /&gt;sin ver que alguien lo necesita mas que yo,&lt;br /&gt;pero desde que te conoci entendi muchas cosas,&lt;br /&gt;cosas que nunca habia visto o que no las queria ver &lt;br /&gt;y ahora que se que existen no se como ayudar,&lt;br /&gt;pero de nuevo tu me enseñaste algo mas,&lt;br /&gt;me enseñaste que a veces la intension no es suficiente&lt;br /&gt;hay que tomar una desicion y hacer la diferencia &lt;br /&gt;y me indicaste el camino para ayudar a los demas,&lt;br /&gt;no se como voy a recompensar todo lo que me das&lt;br /&gt;y lo unico que te puedo dar es mi amistad&lt;br /&gt;ya que no tengo mas amiga mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡¡¡ Te prometo ayudar !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-108433353663011137?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108433353663011137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108433353663011137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108433353663011137' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-108364696263587868</id><published>2004-05-03T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T22:29:58.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Como quisiera poder tener una maquina del tiempo, para poder corregir todos los errores que he cometido, que han hecho sufrir, lastimado y tal vez hecho llorar a personas muy queridas por mi, o tal vez todos los insultos que sin darme cuenta he hecho, creo que no acabaria de mencionar todas las cosas que he hecho mal en este texto pero les ofresco disculpas desde el fondo de mi corazon, no fue mi intension causar todos esos daños hacia sus personas, el problema es que nunca mido las concecuencias de mis palabras y mis hechos..... y tambien les pido que tomen en cuenta estas palabras que escribi tal vez no sean, ni seran suficientes para compensar lo que he hecho a cada uno de ustedes, pero es de la unica manera que puedo ofrecer una disculpa a todas las personas que he ofendido alguna vez.....desde el fondo de mi corazon lo siento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A T E N T A M E N T E&lt;br /&gt;Marcos S. Rios Suarez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-108364696263587868?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108364696263587868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108364696263587868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108364696263587868' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-108256046167295523</id><published>2004-04-21T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T08:20:17.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;El hubiera no existe, pero hubiera existido. &lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.esepinchenano.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font color="#333333" size="1"&gt;By Nano&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-108256046167295523?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108256046167295523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108256046167295523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108256046167295523' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651027.post-108086784852380599</id><published>2004-04-01T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T17:07:47.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Evanescence - My Immortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired being here&lt;br /&gt;Suppressed by all my childish fears&lt;br /&gt;If you have to leave&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would just leave&lt;br /&gt;Because your presence still lingers here&lt;br /&gt;And it won't leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;I held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;But you still have&lt;br /&gt;All of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to captivate me&lt;br /&gt;By your resonating light&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm bound by the life you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Your face it haunts&lt;br /&gt;My once pleasant dreams&lt;br /&gt;Your voice it chased away&lt;br /&gt;All the sanity in me&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;I held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;But you still have&lt;br /&gt;All of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;But though you're still with me&lt;br /&gt;I've been alone all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;I held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;But you still have&lt;br /&gt;All of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651027-108086784852380599?l=cubano-power.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108086784852380599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651027/posts/default/108086784852380599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cubano-power.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108086784852380599' title=''/><author><name>marcos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16695400944858010494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
