1. However great the pain, my longing is greater still, though it is in vain.
2. You claim to be merciful and all-loving, and yet, 'tis your will that a man be cast into the lake of fire for the transgression of loving another man. Was it not you who created this flesh, this abomination? Was it not you whom instilled this burning desire in me?
3. May you rot for the rest of your wretched existence, you damned leech.
4. My tongue will be forever sharp and cruel so that I shall keep you at a distance, and never again know suffering in placing what little, foolish hope I have in something that will never be.
5. I sympathize with you more than you shall ever know.
6. I wish you only to be safe, so that you may not become what I have. Be wary of the kindness of those you know not well, for your own sake.
7. I do not recall asking for your nose up my backside, you meddlesome creature! Should you dare think to repeat your actions, even the Good Lord shall hear your mewling cries!
8. I cannot stand you, for you remind me of the helplessness and powerlessness I thought to be behind me. You remind me that I am fated forever to be the laughingstock, the plaything of one stronger than I.
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2. You claim to be merciful and all-loving, and yet, 'tis your will that a man be cast into the lake of fire for the transgression of loving another man. Was it not you who created this flesh, this abomination? Was it not you whom instilled this burning desire in me?
3. May you rot for the rest of your wretched existence, you damned leech.
4. My tongue will be forever sharp and cruel so that I shall keep you at a distance, and never again know suffering in placing what little, foolish hope I have in something that will never be.
5. I sympathize with you more than you shall ever know.
6. I wish you only to be safe, so that you may not become what I have. Be wary of the kindness of those you know not well, for your own sake.
7. I do not recall asking for your nose up my backside, you meddlesome creature! Should you dare think to repeat your actions, even the Good Lord shall hear your mewling cries!
8. I cannot stand you, for you remind me of the helplessness and powerlessness I thought to be behind me. You remind me that I am fated forever to be the laughingstock, the plaything of one stronger than I.