Soooo, watched "Black Swan" yesterday evening. This poem came out of me today. I feel it must be reflective of the film.
human emotion all wrapped up with potions
can't seem to deal with the life that is real
tucked away feeling, repressed without telling
then stripped away naked, bleeding and still peeling
scabbed over again, elusive red skin
darkess is gaining, head full of raining
all used up, no room to be loved
noone has told her, her eyes scream like torture
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