tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39834739775683026012024-02-20T20:27:13.365-08:00POEMAS DE DEPORTES Y AMORwww.thecrazyskaters.jimdo.comEl Chico Marcelohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095743668311805637noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983473977568302601.post-21660989206743874922011-05-19T16:59:00.000-07:002011-05-20T05:47:04.418-07:00ELLA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcesP1kMjXqsbhyxE1gRqOAa9-wgyw8hgA87jjbruS75asvkKCRmU6v3j60CVyni5o4IztIELHz6tHBp-AL-4mfQxZd-2LNEOciSrkYD6gvnGZBMKw3eDjz7ScUeehpJytJQxll-ZTbXU/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcesP1kMjXqsbhyxE1gRqOAa9-wgyw8hgA87jjbruS75asvkKCRmU6v3j60CVyni5o4IztIELHz6tHBp-AL-4mfQxZd-2LNEOciSrkYD6gvnGZBMKw3eDjz7ScUeehpJytJQxll-ZTbXU/s1600/2.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Ella es lo mejor que me ha pasado</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">yo no se lo que haría sin ella</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">solo se </span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">que tu eres la mejor</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">bajando la escalera venia ella</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">como un estrella en el cielo</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">y ella me vio como si yo fuera una maseta</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">no se molesto en saludarme</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">yo me resigne</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">y yo solo le dije</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">que siempre la voy a amar</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">como si fuera el fin del mundo</span></i></b></div>El Chico Marcelohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095743668311805637noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983473977568302601.post-68654257870246427062011-05-18T05:49:00.000-07:002011-05-20T05:42:24.176-07:00Amor de colegio<div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;">Cuando ella pasa por mi lado</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;">yo soy una piedra</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;">cuando ella me saluda</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;">me quedo en blanco</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;">y cuando me habla</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;">no se que hacer</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;"><br />
</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;">Cuando estas con otro niño</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;">yo ya no veo</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;">y cuando tu te vas</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;">yo me muero</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><b><i style="background-color: black;"><br />
</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;">En los momentos que te veo</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;">a mi me da miedo</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;">por que no se lo que me diras</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;"><br />
</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Y SI TU TE VAS YO ME MUERO</span><span style="background-color: #444444;"></span></span></i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN49U5qVR4qXAUc-fIMP8iESxno63V69e0nTfCtDgBaE5xLRCeMEl1qHDVeK5daRzleLuqVIHcqRiycwKQR0WiCXtFHBRpdTYp3CUJ6dNcT7IzUfK-OtAAfLKFqpSOw7VEKQ_Maqa6lQk/s1600/xD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN49U5qVR4qXAUc-fIMP8iESxno63V69e0nTfCtDgBaE5xLRCeMEl1qHDVeK5daRzleLuqVIHcqRiycwKQR0WiCXtFHBRpdTYp3CUJ6dNcT7IzUfK-OtAAfLKFqpSOw7VEKQ_Maqa6lQk/s1600/xD.jpg" /></a></div>El Chico Marcelohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095743668311805637noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983473977568302601.post-1876249290612879872011-05-18T05:21:00.000-07:002011-05-20T05:45:48.110-07:00MI SKATE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvXGfXreBt2ULK1rGkT_Y7XCIR8pa3HA6UdOnf13qmrFS6o_DtOslhWc_QxziRlB_lDPGqgqYcMsWlfcMBXfMHWjttL165TF5xdif65GDQ11xLcXKOlzI5EuWVJhVShPzeTuQs5ZfMIkE/s1600/sdasa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvXGfXreBt2ULK1rGkT_Y7XCIR8pa3HA6UdOnf13qmrFS6o_DtOslhWc_QxziRlB_lDPGqgqYcMsWlfcMBXfMHWjttL165TF5xdif65GDQ11xLcXKOlzI5EuWVJhVShPzeTuQs5ZfMIkE/s1600/sdasa.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">En el skate yo vivo</span></i></b></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">el es mi herramienta</span></i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">con el yo viajo</span></i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">y cuando termino yo me bajo</span></i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">es un deporte para mi </span></i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">aunque otros digan que no</span></i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">pero yo siempre </span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>diré</i></b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">mi skate es el mejor</span></i></b></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc8DLMsjIqADhgiMdQf3bEW1L7ets1RiEOrWWBEEVjuQ8LYero5FBkzVugHnNIOZ0CQ5UC_7tBslYVYSDgnU_re6W8z7JF_Abt5vQUUQudJvOlLCaGWGHMwnXGZBK8G6Ms9w7vgXC5HxE/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc8DLMsjIqADhgiMdQf3bEW1L7ets1RiEOrWWBEEVjuQ8LYero5FBkzVugHnNIOZ0CQ5UC_7tBslYVYSDgnU_re6W8z7JF_Abt5vQUUQudJvOlLCaGWGHMwnXGZBK8G6Ms9w7vgXC5HxE/s1600/images.jpg" /></a></div><b><i><br />
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