tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80276509393574020082011-08-09T09:10:12.113-07:00The Lady and the BirdAlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961919776912520391noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027650939357402008.post-281753017731983122009-03-24T08:36:00.000-07:002009-03-24T08:37:46.207-07:00let's talk about painAlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961919776912520391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027650939357402008.post-65264784722651797742009-02-19T11:25:00.000-08:002009-03-24T08:38:54.230-07:00Almost SpringAlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961919776912520391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027650939357402008.post-84340603993096951632009-02-19T11:18:00.000-08:002009-03-20T06:13:39.245-07:00In the quiet / ScarWeekly project with MarianneAlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961919776912520391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027650939357402008.post-72504557683291828532009-02-19T11:14:00.000-08:002009-02-19T11:17:19.747-08:00january emotionsAlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961919776912520391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027650939357402008.post-88298626400566651642009-02-03T03:23:00.000-08:002009-02-19T11:08:07.595-08:00the heart and the sunAlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961919776912520391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027650939357402008.post-64255257805037265042009-01-27T04:48:00.000-08:002009-01-27T04:53:06.765-08:00My sweet song to youAlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961919776912520391noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027650939357402008.post-28912925590255516182009-01-26T08:09:00.000-08:002009-01-26T08:10:26.348-08:00again this fucking fear....Alehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961919776912520391noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027650939357402008.post-1937777491832248762009-01-23T09:45:00.000-08:002009-01-23T09:51:23.718-08:00Lo que puedo ser y serèSoy el reflejo de algùn recuerdo que quedò suspendido en el aire de alguien, en el aire que respira, el aire que le alimenta.... soy su mirada, su secreto, su grito y su silencio. Soy su verbo, su sueno y pesadilla. Soy y nunca lo he sido. Soy solo una imagen inventada de mì misma. Una imagen impresa en el libro personal de alguno,una promesa, un quizàs nunca,,, un todo lo fuè.....Alehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961919776912520391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027650939357402008.post-86079677268397856882009-01-21T13:55:00.000-08:002009-01-21T14:10:34.143-08:00Aùn invierno.....y en mi cabeza solo primaveraAlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961919776912520391noreply@blogger.com0