Rotten Men

Rotten Men

Pride
A sin every made man is born into.
With a branding iron, our souls are scorched into believing there is no greater virtue than our syndicate pride—we kill and bleed to keep its honor.
Yet, some might say pride comes before destruction—a haughty spirit before a fall.
I say there are far more devastating ways to push someone into the fiery pits of hell.
A lover’s betrayal cuts more deeply than any wound a knife can inflict.
When she left, we were nothing but boys; little less than your everyday thugs.
Too ...