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Hi all, Tyron, Greg, Bronwyn and myself watched it on Sunday the 22 June 2008. This movie is dam good and no one know should miss it. It was Tyron’s birthday on the 19th of June, so I thought I would spoil him by taking him to a movie. He firt wanted to go see Kung Fu Panda, but when he saw Hu...

poem by Moondust Purity once had a name, And beauty once had a face. Life once had a meaning, And once I was safe. Once there was freedom, And once I could laugh. Happiness once was alive, And once I had another half. Once I shared her love, Once I was by her side, Once I felt I fitted, So quickly t...

poem by Jocelyn Galvano-Pickett To Watch You Leaving . . . is to know such pain, it’s jagged edges tearing into my soul. As a stake from the garden tears into the warm, dark earth. To Watch You Leaving . . . knowing all the while that never again will I fit myself, warm with sleep, against you...

poem by Natalee Fox Something so hard goes straight to the soul; it seems impossible to get over and my heart is left with a big hole. I’m trying to be happy, wearing a smile; but I’m dying inside. The world seems to be fading, and I just want to run and hide. Everywhere I go I see your ...

poem by Judy Burnette How do you walk away from someone you love And take the road of friend; Can you reroute the course you have taken And start over once again? I don’t really want to let you go But inside me I know I must; The times we’ve loved . . . the times you’ve left My hea...

poem by Judy Burnette I keep waiting for the phone to ring Yet I know it won’t be you; I try to fill my life with busyness Yet all I do is think of you. What became of us And all our dreams and plans; How could you turn and walk away As I watched our castles turn to sand? Do you never even mis...