don t tell me you couldn t do it i m always right when i intuit god is in the things you love so don t you punch me with kid gloves and if you really wanted this you d shape your life you d sell your kids and if you really wanted this then you d admit i m always right i can see your protestations as merely manipulations what you feel is not the issue you re so polite i want to hit you and hope that you ll retaliate and prove my fears legitimate i d like to thank you though it s trite for assuring me i m always right the worst offenders hide their crimes as you ve denied yours countless times so don t plead for a lighter sentence be contrite and show repentance demonstrate your love for me by handing me your diaries i ll scan them till i m justified it says right here i m always right say what you like but i m not listening my fangs are white and sharp and glistening and you seem like my favorite prey naive and earnest with straight as as god made adam in his image you ll emulate me when i m finished i ll give you the gift of flight if you concede i m always right 
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