Introduction

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You do realize just how much you love someone until they're long gone, until that pretty face was gone and there was nothing you could do about it. 

Elizabeth Taylor was my everything, my heart, my soul, and my strength. She was the sunlight peaking through the clouds on the darkest of days. She was to good for this world too, pure.  

But, my beautiful Elizabeth Taylor was gone. How she died was most tragic.  

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