<?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-7071744083203845821</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:25:21.700+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ORDEM é PROGRESSO</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>David-Exupéry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01255720255954160049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wk8XE8vNI/AAAAAAAAAyM/EQLVo18R4_4/S220/Dibujo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071744083203845821.post-920085352699627091</id><published>2010-02-17T18:22:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T18:45:26.929+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Capítulo 9: A ti que me lees...ANIMO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wqZA0oRaI/AAAAAAAAAys/NeE9i6qMNN0/s1600-h/caminando-juntos2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 219px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439269059162555810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wqZA0oRaI/AAAAAAAAAys/NeE9i6qMNN0/s400/caminando-juntos2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dentro de tu vida, donde se ha creado todo, donde están todos tus miedos, donde entras si estas sola. Donde guardas tus caricias como si fueran tesoros, donde tienes tus sonrisas escondidas como el oro.&lt;br /&gt;Será para ellos como un regalo por abrir, que tendrán que cuidar para abrirte más. Y será para ti lo mas grande hasta morir.&lt;br /&gt;En el centro de &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wrCs4-48I/AAAAAAAAAy0/EBP0sQzfjUg/s1600-h/apoyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439269775366611906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wrCs4-48I/AAAAAAAAAy0/EBP0sQzfjUg/s400/apoyo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tu vida, donde ha nacido todo, donde estas tu de pequeña, donde escuchas crees y lloras. Donde está eso que te invita a acercarte y no estar sola. Todo eso lo entregas, haz que lo cuiden ya que es tu tesoro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y dentro del amor existe una mitad que da miedo pensar, que da miedo afrontar y que se acaba, pero que cuando tú quieras eso cambia. Y hoy cambiarás y pensarás en no dejarte tanto llevar.....&lt;/strong&gt;&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/7071744083203845821-920085352699627091?l=minipolicorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/920085352699627091/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071744083203845821&amp;postID=920085352699627091' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/920085352699627091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/920085352699627091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/2010/02/capitulo-9-ti-que-me-leesanimo.html' title='Capítulo 9: A ti que me lees...ANIMO!!!'/><author><name>David-Exupéry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01255720255954160049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wk8XE8vNI/AAAAAAAAAyM/EQLVo18R4_4/S220/Dibujo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wqZA0oRaI/AAAAAAAAAys/NeE9i6qMNN0/s72-c/caminando-juntos2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071744083203845821.post-5671031316761468107</id><published>2009-08-21T03:31:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T03:41:02.770+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitulo 8. " FEO "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/So36-uMxJtI/AAAAAAAAAyE/iYyWLhH6lWU/s1600-h/ssssa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372225885983286994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/So36-uMxJtI/AAAAAAAAAyE/iYyWLhH6lWU/s400/ssssa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He aprendido en esta vida de lo bueno y de lo malo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me he elevado por el cielo y me he arrastrado por el barro, más de veintiun años y doscientos diez defectos y he tocado la locura con la punta de los dedos. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voy mirándome en los charcos yo no necesito espejos sé que soy mucho más guapo cuando no me siento feo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feo, feo, feo, creo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071744083203845821-5671031316761468107?l=minipolicorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/5671031316761468107/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071744083203845821&amp;postID=5671031316761468107' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/5671031316761468107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/5671031316761468107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/2009/08/capitulo-8-feo.html' title='Capitulo 8. &quot; FEO &quot;'/><author><name>David-Exupéry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01255720255954160049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wk8XE8vNI/AAAAAAAAAyM/EQLVo18R4_4/S220/Dibujo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/So36-uMxJtI/AAAAAAAAAyE/iYyWLhH6lWU/s72-c/ssssa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071744083203845821.post-4214427130362379984</id><published>2009-08-19T13:17:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T13:20:56.459+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitulo 7. " Recuerdalo "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/Sovf-kasMiI/AAAAAAAAAx0/_4QDDMMqeHQ/s1600-h/03072008543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 263px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371633246589956642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/Sovf-kasMiI/AAAAAAAAAx0/_4QDDMMqeHQ/s400/03072008543.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En un día de estos en que suelo pensar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hoy va a ser el día menos pensado". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desde el momento en el que te conocí resumiendo con prisas tiempo de silencio. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y aún me parece mentira que se escape mi vida imaginando que vuelves a pasarte por aquí, donde los viernes cada tarde, como siempre,&lt;br /&gt;la esperanza dice "quieto, hoy quizás sí..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es que empiezo a pensar que el amor verdadero es tan sólo el primero. Y es que empiezo a sospechar que los demás son sólo para olvidar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071744083203845821-4214427130362379984?l=minipolicorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/4214427130362379984/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071744083203845821&amp;postID=4214427130362379984' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/4214427130362379984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/4214427130362379984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/2009/08/capitulo-7-recuerdalo.html' title='Capitulo 7. &quot; Recuerdalo &quot;'/><author><name>David-Exupéry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01255720255954160049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wk8XE8vNI/AAAAAAAAAyM/EQLVo18R4_4/S220/Dibujo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/Sovf-kasMiI/AAAAAAAAAx0/_4QDDMMqeHQ/s72-c/03072008543.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071744083203845821.post-3988593299341565309</id><published>2009-08-16T20:39:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:47:36.362+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitulo 6. " FIN "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SohTXg2cDnI/AAAAAAAAAxk/8KQo_VnZ8qU/s1600-h/SL370510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 258px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370634219059678834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SohTXg2cDnI/AAAAAAAAAxk/8KQo_VnZ8qU/s400/SL370510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quizás no supe hablar cuando debí, hay algo en tu mirar que nunca vi, silencio sin piedad en vez de amor más cuando quise hablar alguien cantó.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juntos bailando van alrededor mientras miraba yo frente a los dos sentí que alguien hablo y era tu voz cuando te acaricio alguien canto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quizás no pude hablar cuando debí mi mente controlomi corazón el precio que pague fue verte así y cuando te abrazo alguien cantó....................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071744083203845821-3988593299341565309?l=minipolicorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/3988593299341565309/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071744083203845821&amp;postID=3988593299341565309' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/3988593299341565309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/3988593299341565309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/2009/08/capitulo-6-fin.html' title='Capitulo 6. &quot; FIN &quot;'/><author><name>David-Exupéry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01255720255954160049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wk8XE8vNI/AAAAAAAAAyM/EQLVo18R4_4/S220/Dibujo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SohTXg2cDnI/AAAAAAAAAxk/8KQo_VnZ8qU/s72-c/SL370510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071744083203845821.post-216203483782175282</id><published>2009-08-15T12:51:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T03:47:04.605+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitulo 5. " Aun así, 0 - 2 "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoaUbByfC_I/AAAAAAAAAxc/a1MxpLOpKXI/s1600-h/SL370960sssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 283px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370142797743459314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoaUbByfC_I/AAAAAAAAAxc/a1MxpLOpKXI/s400/SL370960sssss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es un manantial su boca que trastorna, que provoca seducción. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es sensual como la seda más ardiente que una hoguera, es pasión.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es inaguantablemente bella, tiene el mismo encanto de una estrella y por ella doy Todo lo que soy y lo que tengo, todo por su amor. Por su sentimiento doy todo por llegar a ser su dueño, todo por su amor, todo por tenerla, es radiante como un ángel, porque es la viva imagen del placer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es a veces vanidosa, más segura que una diosa, es mujer, es inaguantablemente bella, tiene el mismo encanto de una estrella y por ella doy todo por llegar a ser su dueño…………………………….&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071744083203845821-216203483782175282?l=minipolicorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/216203483782175282/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071744083203845821&amp;postID=216203483782175282' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/216203483782175282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/216203483782175282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/2009/08/capitulo-5-aun-asi-0-2.html' title='Capitulo 5. &quot; Aun así, 0 - 2 &quot;'/><author><name>David-Exupéry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01255720255954160049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wk8XE8vNI/AAAAAAAAAyM/EQLVo18R4_4/S220/Dibujo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoaUbByfC_I/AAAAAAAAAxc/a1MxpLOpKXI/s72-c/SL370960sssss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071744083203845821.post-5161099174838463662</id><published>2009-08-14T23:47:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:59:19.065+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitulo 4. "¿Qué sabes tú?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoXd00xfkPI/AAAAAAAAAws/ti9GoiMLblU/s1600-h/SL371846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369942030298353906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoXd00xfkPI/AAAAAAAAAws/ti9GoiMLblU/s400/SL371846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoXcuKRKwaI/AAAAAAAAAwk/6FAzTM_2snc/s1600-h/SL371846.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿Qué sabes tú lo que es estar enamorado? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿Qué sabes tú lo que es vivir ilusionado? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿Qué sabes tú lo que es sufrir por un cariño?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿Qué sabes tú lo que es pasar la noche en vela? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿Qué sabes tú lo que es tener la fe perdida? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿Qué sabes tú lo que es querer sin que te quieran? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿Qué sabes tú lo que es llorar igual que un niño? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que sabes tú, si tú no sabes nada de la vida......................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071744083203845821-5161099174838463662?l=minipolicorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/5161099174838463662/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071744083203845821&amp;postID=5161099174838463662' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/5161099174838463662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/5161099174838463662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/2009/08/capitulo-4-que-sabes-tu-de-mi.html' title='Capitulo 4. &quot;¿Qué sabes tú?&quot;'/><author><name>David-Exupéry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01255720255954160049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wk8XE8vNI/AAAAAAAAAyM/EQLVo18R4_4/S220/Dibujo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoXd00xfkPI/AAAAAAAAAws/ti9GoiMLblU/s72-c/SL371846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071744083203845821.post-897239058253182541</id><published>2009-08-13T23:28:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T03:48:12.077+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitulo 3. " Creo ver la lluvia caer"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoSPK6ofBfI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ztPyI9YnKxo/s1600-h/Davids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 268px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369574073432999410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoSPK6ofBfI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ztPyI9YnKxo/s400/Davids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hace falta que te diga que me muero por tener algo contigo?? Es que no te has dado cuenta de lo mucho que me cuesta ser tu amigo?? Ya no puedo acercarme a tu boca sin deseartela de una manera loca.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Necesito controlar tu vida, ver quien te besa y quien te abriga.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya no puedo continuar espiando día y noche tu llegar adivinando. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya no se con que inocente excusa pasar por tu casa. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya me quedan tan pocos caminos… Y aunque pueda parecerte un desatino, no quisiera yo morirme sin tener algo contigo……………………………&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071744083203845821-897239058253182541?l=minipolicorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/897239058253182541/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071744083203845821&amp;postID=897239058253182541' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/897239058253182541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/897239058253182541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/2009/08/capitulo-3-hablo-enserio-soy-un.html' title='Capitulo 3. &quot; Creo ver la lluvia caer&quot;'/><author><name>David-Exupéry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01255720255954160049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wk8XE8vNI/AAAAAAAAAyM/EQLVo18R4_4/S220/Dibujo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoSPK6ofBfI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ztPyI9YnKxo/s72-c/Davids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071744083203845821.post-4452489565175565668</id><published>2009-08-13T12:25:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T15:02:53.312+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitulo 2. " 0-1 "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoPuHzGs_4I/AAAAAAAAAwE/yUXCTn4Q2Yo/s1600-h/01012008186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 258px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369396998500581250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoPuHzGs_4I/AAAAAAAAAwE/yUXCTn4Q2Yo/s400/01012008186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Y me muero por llevarte al rincón de mi guarida donde escondo un beso con matiz de una ilusión. Se nos va acabando el trago sin saber que es lo que hago si contengo mis instintos o jamas te dejo ir. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es que no sabes lo que tu me haces sentir, si tu pudieras un minuto estar en mi, tal vez te fundiriasen esta hoguera de mi sangre y vivirias aqui y yo abrazado a ti...............................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071744083203845821-4452489565175565668?l=minipolicorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/4452489565175565668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071744083203845821&amp;postID=4452489565175565668' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/4452489565175565668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/4452489565175565668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/2009/08/capitulo-2-0-1.html' title='Capitulo 2. &quot; 0-1 &quot;'/><author><name>David-Exupéry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01255720255954160049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wk8XE8vNI/AAAAAAAAAyM/EQLVo18R4_4/S220/Dibujo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoPuHzGs_4I/AAAAAAAAAwE/yUXCTn4Q2Yo/s72-c/01012008186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071744083203845821.post-1538225421531672185</id><published>2009-08-12T21:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T03:49:24.510+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitulo 1. "Desesperación"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoMVU0NPASI/AAAAAAAAAvI/MHsOvVVzLo0/s1600-h/still.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 243px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369158628111483170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoMVU0NPASI/AAAAAAAAAvI/MHsOvVVzLo0/s400/still.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me he dado cuenta que ha ido surgiendo poquito a poco entre los dos. Una corriente que nos desborda, no contenemos ni tu ni yo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya todos notan cuando nos vemos que yo te presto más atención, es el momento o fuera o dentro, no hay otra forma seguir o adiós…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jamás pensamos que haríamos daño, no somos tan libres es un error, mas quien le pone puertas al campo y quien le dice que no al amor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si tú te atreves por mi vida que te sigo, si tu me olvidas te prometo que te olvido, después de todo solo queda un sueño roto y así evitamos mil heridas que jamás podrían cerrar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si tu te atreves……………………………&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/7071744083203845821-1538225421531672185?l=minipolicorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/1538225421531672185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071744083203845821&amp;postID=1538225421531672185' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/1538225421531672185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071744083203845821/posts/default/1538225421531672185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minipolicorporation.blogspot.com/2009/08/capitulo-1-desesperacion.html' title='Capitulo 1. &quot;Desesperación&quot;'/><author><name>David-Exupéry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01255720255954160049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/S3wk8XE8vNI/AAAAAAAAAyM/EQLVo18R4_4/S220/Dibujo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CVWRd9SLSg/SoMVU0NPASI/AAAAAAAAAvI/MHsOvVVzLo0/s72-c/still.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
