May 25, 2005 19:03
sonnet 4; defiance
How dare you, sir? How dare you say this thing?
you'll kick my fucking head in? is that it?
if you even try I will beat the shit
out of you, you pathetic little thing.
you think I fear you, fear what you can do?
me, I who have stood on the brink of hell?
you mean less than nothing to me, and well
you should know, what I now will do to you.
you should know that I am not defenseless.
dare you touch me, I will beat you senseless.