features of a face that fought in a cage
solemn undertones, red cheeks of fire
a muscle bound torso, scars of dismire
I; looking so hard, shouting his way
“I may be small but I will have the last say”
warning him not to treat people bad
he looked in my direction I was standing mad
he burst into tears and crumbled to the floor
saying “Sorry” once more,
he walked out of the door
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