R.I.P My Dear Friend
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This poem is something I wrote for my friend Nyree VanCamp who died November 29th 2011. It was hard on all of her friends and mostly on her family. I'm still grieving over it and cannot stop the tears from falling. I'm trying to be strong for her, but I also wanted her to know that shes still in my heart and thoughts.
That night a beautiful 14 year old girl lost her life.
I love you Nyree, you were one of my best friends. I'll miss you in sixth hour....
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