An issue of pride

March 10, 2008
He collapses and begins to weep.
After an uncountable amount of time
he wipes his red eyes and dries his tearstained cheeks.
He checks his voice; no croaking.
Back down stairs he spies his target.
No apologies tonight.
The yelling continues and the fight drags on.

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