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There once was a princess of silver and gold who sparkled in the sunlight and glowed with the moon. But that princess was gone. So long gone and never to be seen again. It was strange when it happened, almost like she left with the moon. The last sliver of her ever seen before she disappeared, but unlike the moon, she didn't return. She didn't slowly come back, piece by piece till she was whole again. No, she stayed hidden away, like clouds covering the sky. The princess became a broken doll of herself, her smile that was once so bright, was now razorblades. Her edges sharp and her eyes dull. She was skin and bones and broken smiles.  She danced the night away in torn dresses and broken crowns. Her princes left and her knights turned dark. Her world was a big mess of kaleidoscope colors. Lines blurred till she couldn't tell what was real from what was fake. But everything was fake now. From the smile on her lips to the promises that left them. She lived for the night, but died every morning; drowning in her blood-rain tears that soaked her pillow. She dreamed of her castle and her oh-so-handsome prince. Of dresses and balls and her shooting-star wish. In her dreams she was still whole, still a princess. Not a corpse of a girl that once sparkled and glowed. In her dreams there were no razorblade smiles, no broken promises, or blood-rain tears. But those were just dreams and were so far out of her reach. So far for the broken princess of silver and gold.