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A/N: A poem of sorts from Nina's POV

Black Swan

I'm spinning in circles
in the air held up
by strong arms faces blur together
I feel sick
I am placed back on my feet
gracefully bowing the audience
claps but I hear her shrewd laughter
over the slapping hands
my eyes dart wildly-
there! behind the curtain
she grins at me wickedly
mocking me with her eyes
I rush towards her but
she evaporates before me

I'm falling
the concrete rises up to meet me
bones crack the crowd gasps
her condescending giggle
floods my bleeding ears
darkness stands over me now
with her mocking eyes
"You were never good enough"
she pulls me to her
and I leave my body behind