Paranoid reflections

Another (very short) poem that began on Twitter and was reworked when I realized that the last line was, by mistake, a total lipogram.

I get defensive next to those who don’t know they’re unlike me
Turning my cheek before they see how close they come to strike me.

No blood is drawn so I think that should work out, good and dandy.
But I don’t know if I’m too proud or too much of a pansy.

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