Illusion of disarray
Distorts the quality
Haunting whispers sound
Reflecting the inner being
That lurks beneath the surface
With few restraints
Gleaming desires barely hidden within
Extreme after extreme does nothing
As nature does not change
Caged, leashed holds not upon the animal
Greedy, conniving, wicked passion
Tearing the heart out
-Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 
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