||[Dec. 2nd, 2006|09:10 pm]
I'll beat her to pulp. I'll tie her arms to the posts of whatever is around while she pleads, "no, no... you don't have to do this. Please don't." |
Spread her legs for slamming kicks that will damage her ability to create a man's perfection.
And I just beat and toss and push and throw until my strength is gone.
In court I will just stare, and, depending on the firmness of the Devil's grip at that particular moment in time, laugh.