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Ravenous harpies
Out to consume
And to lay waste

Alluring sirens
Temptresses
Of no direction

Selfish gorgons
That leave the heart
A bleeding stone

All the same
All careless minions
Of the demon of emotion

Each one identical
But each one resourceful
Until the very end

Each one of them
Unique and wonderful
Like each one before

Until they hurt you
Until they shatter all hope
Until they make you cry

Then they become one
All part of one group
All just selfish and uncaring

Leaving you dazed
Constantly confused
Perpetually in pain

You harpies
Sirens
And gorgons

Are all the same.