tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46781161198438944582011-07-08T01:14:34.446-07:00DIANA MARCELA FAJARDO CASAShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09328835184850782468noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4678116119843894458.post-76584922632120955822009-10-26T09:56:00.000-07:002009-10-26T10:36:27.441-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKqf19wXL3Y/SuXdbttl6gI/AAAAAAAAAB8/exr3V4i6yiA/s1600-h/imagesCAQL3RRK.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 94px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396963196670437890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKqf19wXL3Y/SuXdbttl6gI/AAAAAAAAAB8/exr3V4i6yiA/s320/imagesCAQL3RRK.jpg" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKqf19wXL3Y/SuXdbvsOCuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/j3BrDd9Aj6U/s1600-h/imagesCAD5X4OS.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 89px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396963197201550050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKqf19wXL3Y/SuXdbvsOCuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/j3BrDd9Aj6U/s320/imagesCAD5X4OS.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"><strong>Para Janis Joplin<br /></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:0;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">A cantar dulce y a morirse luego </span><div><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">no; <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKqf19wXL3Y/SuXVnjuEtDI/AAAAAAAAABc/YqpwNK6EBSw/s1600-h/imagesCA54J67K.jpg"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span></a></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">a ladrar.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Así como derme la gitana de Rousseau</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">asi cantás, más las lecciones de terror.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Hay que llorar hasta romperse</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">para crear o decir una pequeña canción,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">gritar tanto para cubrir los agujeros de la ausencia</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">eso hiciste vos, eso yo.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">me pregunto si eso no aumentó el error.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Hiciste bien en morir,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">por eso te hablo,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">por eso me confio a una niña mostruo.</span></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4678116119843894458-7658492263212095582?l=dianafajardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DIANA MARCELA FAJARDO CASAShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09328835184850782468noreply@blogger.com0