tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48217791969532198242011-04-21T15:43:43.746-07:00Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.comBlogger221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-18043255190943100152007-09-30T10:05:00.000-07:002007-09-30T10:16:19.427-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rv_Xgu91cOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/nRh0Po0V3C0/s1600-h/DSC03223.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rv_Xgu91cOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/nRh0Po0V3C0/s320/DSC03223.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116044659079344354" /></a><br /><br />Tributo a Extremoduro, su canción "Stand By"<br /><br />"Sueña que sueña la estrella, siempre en estado de espera....... vuelve a coger la botella, pasa las noches en vela.<br />Sueña que sueña la estrella, siempre en estadod e espera......."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-1804325519094310015?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-28551913565057275602007-08-25T00:15:00.000-07:002007-08-25T00:21:40.806-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rs_XRsNcPgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/AAH2GsHD8wQ/s1600-h/fotopre.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rs_XRsNcPgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/AAH2GsHD8wQ/s320/fotopre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102533601759346178" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-2855191356505727560?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-17306010502732764962007-08-10T22:38:00.000-07:002007-08-10T22:54:26.976-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rr1NHwl-jII/AAAAAAAAAEY/nTJNTJeeY-s/s1600-h/am1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rr1NHwl-jII/AAAAAAAAAEY/nTJNTJeeY-s/s320/am1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097315148951882882" /></a><br /><br />Aunque parezca estar limitada, es el punto donde la voluntad es más libre, al decidir su propio sometimiento.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-1730601050273276496?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-45831368547110450662007-07-15T08:17:00.000-07:002007-07-15T08:21:41.426-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rpo7FfblDBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/DQDWteP7xo8/s1600-h/DSC03201.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rpo7FfblDBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/DQDWteP7xo8/s320/DSC03201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087443694590954514" /></a><br />La vida te mostró lo dura que es y el odio habita tu ser, el sentimiento permanece y se vuelve parte de ti, ya no sabes cómo ver las cosas sin él.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-4583136854711045066?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-222298090306274272007-07-15T08:14:00.000-07:002007-07-15T08:17:25.230-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rpo6KvblDAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/t_fb7mfjaQE/s1600-h/DSC03199.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rpo6KvblDAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/t_fb7mfjaQE/s320/DSC03199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087442685273639938" /></a><br />Finges, no quieres que te vean sufrir, ser vulnerable, estar en desventaja a los demás, pero ni tu máscara puede evitar llorar al sentir lo que quieres ocultar, ese sentimiento que hoy no puedo nombrar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-22229809030627427?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-39566386198947747752007-07-11T21:14:00.000-07:002007-07-11T21:19:06.823-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RpWrHfblC-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/gXgZ9UfBqcM/s1600-h/Imagen+083.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RpWrHfblC-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/gXgZ9UfBqcM/s320/Imagen+083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086159499369450466" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-3956638619894774775?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-3039010225982098882007-07-11T20:52:00.000-07:002007-07-11T21:14:48.132-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RpWqDfblC9I/AAAAAAAAADw/s3K9ZpDGBog/s1600-h/Imagen+116.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RpWqDfblC9I/AAAAAAAAADw/s3K9ZpDGBog/s320/Imagen+116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086158331138345938" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-303901022598209888?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-72636784826853191522007-07-11T20:36:00.000-07:002007-07-11T21:35:27.824-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RpWif_blC6I/AAAAAAAAADU/OWyj-qFg1sA/s1600-h/Imagen+024.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RpWif_blC6I/AAAAAAAAADU/OWyj-qFg1sA/s320/Imagen+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086150024671595426" /></a><br />TODOS CONTRA TODOS, USANDO PUÑOS Y CODOS............<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-7263678482685319152?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-27018250577391239692007-07-11T20:30:00.000-07:002007-07-11T20:35:29.395-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RpWhB_blC5I/AAAAAAAAADM/ej29ujt0FMY/s1600-h/Imagen+056.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RpWhB_blC5I/AAAAAAAAADM/ej29ujt0FMY/s320/Imagen+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086148409763892114" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-2701825057739123969?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-8100853616581370002007-06-24T09:31:00.000-07:002007-06-24T09:38:57.639-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rn6c7l6qegI/AAAAAAAAADE/DoQWo1qAvMY/s1600-h/Explorar0113.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rn6c7l6qegI/AAAAAAAAADE/DoQWo1qAvMY/s320/Explorar0113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079669977324878338" /></a><br /><br />El silencio externo es tan sólo muestra del ruido interno.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-810085361658137000?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-52325378668529571422007-06-24T09:19:00.000-07:002007-07-12T07:17:36.200-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RpY37_blC_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ES3jK7Ood28/s1600-h/xmf254.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RpY37_blC_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ES3jK7Ood28/s320/xmf254.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086314332940471282" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rn6agV6qefI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rwMnodo4fC8/s1600-h/100243795.img.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/Rn6agV6qefI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rwMnodo4fC8/s320/100243795.img.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079667310150187506" /></a><br />Aqui María Fernanda Aldana, bajista y vocal de EL OTRO YO, también pinta, escribe, y es mi amor platonico! jaja, por su voz, por su forma de ser, aqui dejo unos videos donde la entrevistan para que la conozcan más.<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EZvOvNevpOk (parte 1)<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Di3pTdo0SI (parte 2)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-5232537866852957142?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-81719132115577857142007-06-22T08:05:00.000-07:002007-06-22T08:17:42.106-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RnvmWl6qeeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/H0WwxvQkLcU/s1600-h/marea04.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RnvmWl6qeeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/H0WwxvQkLcU/s320/marea04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078906280600041954" /></a> "Yo lo único que digo, es que yo escribo para saber lo que pienso.", Marea uno de los mejores grupos de "ROCK N' ROLL, no rock pop, ni rock pom pom", aparte las letras de Kutxi Romero son muy sensibles y sinceras, hablando de lo que siente, de loq ue ha vivido, y eso para mi es una de las verdades más puras, aqui un video donde lo entrevistan y me agrada mucho su sencillez.<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X5wGmKPbWQY<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-8171913211557785714?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-86880399799054139912007-06-21T21:10:00.001-07:002007-06-21T21:35:58.548-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RntO-F6qedI/AAAAAAAAACs/td3D-PFpfnw/s1600-h/DSC00127.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RntO-F6qedI/AAAAAAAAACs/td3D-PFpfnw/s320/DSC00127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078739833437452754" /></a><br />El sentido de pertenencia, tener un lugar, ser parte de algo, no sólo entregarse si no saber que hay alguien que te va a apoyar, en quien confiar, como para entregarte de voluntad.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-8688039979905413991?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-37616757362915869642007-01-03T19:10:00.000-08:002007-01-03T19:14:50.830-08:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZxwtJuuqoI/AAAAAAAAACc/hzngS5_eLQI/s1600-h/Explorar0003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016008005992229506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZxwtJuuqoI/AAAAAAAAACc/hzngS5_eLQI/s320/Explorar0003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-3761675736291586964?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-41903247294069139362007-01-03T10:59:00.000-08:002007-01-03T11:01:21.520-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZv9IJuuqnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yI_9bfGI_Oo/s1600-h/02_+260.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015880926499875442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZv9IJuuqnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yI_9bfGI_Oo/s320/02_+260.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-4190324729406913936?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-45943306411679285572007-01-03T10:23:00.000-08:002007-01-03T10:27:05.614-08:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZv085uuqlI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7umumHNSR_k/s1600-h/Imagen+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015871937133324882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZv085uuqlI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7umumHNSR_k/s320/Imagen+034.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-4594330641167928557?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-40494365246630585372007-01-03T10:14:00.000-08:002007-01-03T10:16:57.057-08:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZvyrZuuqkI/AAAAAAAAABw/ogaZGdsIWz0/s1600-h/01_+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015869437462358594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZvyrZuuqkI/AAAAAAAAABw/ogaZGdsIWz0/s320/01_+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-4049436524663058537?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-53870358226015906902007-01-03T10:02:00.000-08:002007-01-03T10:04:11.101-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZvwBJuuqjI/AAAAAAAAABk/SnmzKtlMw_E/s1600-h/amabel3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015866512589630002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZvwBJuuqjI/AAAAAAAAABk/SnmzKtlMw_E/s320/amabel3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">No hay palabras para el corazón, él se comunica con miradas..</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-5387035822601590690?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-33774713300493650742007-01-02T22:27:00.000-08:002007-01-02T22:29:26.466-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZtNMJuuqhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/znvL6nkC2hY/s1600-h/Imagen+261.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015687481172863506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZtNMJuuqhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/znvL6nkC2hY/s320/Imagen+261.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Otro trabajo con aerógrafo y pintura acrílica, esta vez basandome en una imagen de internet.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-3377471330049365074?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-42736806393316916422007-01-02T19:10:00.000-08:002007-01-02T19:23:57.720-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZsgmpuuqgI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xr6tkjea5Gg/s1600-h/Imagen+345.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015638458416146946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZsgmpuuqgI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xr6tkjea5Gg/s320/Imagen+345.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Trabajo hecho con pintura acrílica, con aerografo.</div><br /><br /><br /><strong>Lucy de la serie Elfen Lied. Recomiendo la serie, está algo fuerte quizá, pero me gustó mucho, la dualidad que plantean y lo que provocan los sentimientos.</strong><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-4273680639331691642?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-18840712615906034552006-12-31T18:03:00.000-08:002006-12-31T18:06:33.415-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZhsNZuuqfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6DiVKAjxtoQ/s1600-h/MARIAF~1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014877162578029042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZhsNZuuqfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6DiVKAjxtoQ/s320/MARIAF~1.jpg" border="0" /></a> Dibujo de XMF tocando bajo.<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-1884071261590603455?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821779196953219824.post-40006220107374263432006-12-31T17:58:00.000-08:002006-12-31T18:00:20.140-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZhrIZuuqeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0WRW5xOn5XI/s1600-h/Explorar0098.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014875977167055330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y1CzupjcEgs/RZhrIZuuqeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0WRW5xOn5XI/s320/Explorar0098.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">(Boceto dedicado a XMF, vocal y bajista de EL OTRO YO)<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#000099;">A veces sonríes tanto,<br />que me haces cosquillas,<br />a veces siento que soy vos,<br />y creo que puedo ver por tus...... ojos.</span></strong></div><strong><br /><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Lastimo mis rodillas, cuando caigo,<br />quisiera alguien que me ayude a salvarme.<br /><br />EL OTRO YO - "PERSONAS</span></strong></div><span style="color:#000099;">"</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821779196953219824-4000622010737426343?l=intazo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Intshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03537641182569322994noreply@blogger.com0