tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38970159445949690662011-04-21T19:12:59.682-07:00Raissenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02553576558247678271noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3897015944594969066.post-35118564321865890802007-04-10T10:05:00.000-07:002007-04-10T10:08:40.059-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VVzKe1H17YY/RhvEepBdqYI/AAAAAAAAAAY/3OH7NDZg-Ts/s1600-h/1175921837_f.jpg"><img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VVzKe1H17YY/RhvEepBdqYI/AAAAAAAAAAY/3OH7NDZg-Ts/s320/1175921837_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051847437713254786" /></a><br /><div align="left"><i><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#999999;">Duerme.</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Para no escuchar</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Las melodías que entona</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Su asquerosa vida noctámbula.</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Duerme.</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Para no ver</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Como brota la sangre</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">De tus muñecas cansadas.</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Duerme.</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Para no sentir</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">La lluvia caer</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Como si fuesen pequeños cristales cortando tu piel.</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Duerme.</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Para no necesitarlo a él</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Cuando las lágrimas comienzan a quemar</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Tus mejillas disipadas.</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Duerme.</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Para no recordar</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Sus besos</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Sobre tu cuerpo.</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Duerme.</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Para no asfixiarte</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Con el perfume que quedó</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Atrapado en vuestras telas de seda.</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Duerme</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">Y no despiertes...</span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">[ Raissen ]</span></span></i><span style="color:#999999;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897015944594969066-3511856432186589080?l=raissen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Raissenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02553576558247678271noreply@blogger.com1