by Andrew Lander
(July 1st,2006)
I come across as a mean
mother fucker, the sort
you don't mess with.
I have steel cold coloured eyes, intense stair,
swaggering gate, calloused knuckles
from pounding sand bags.
People get out of my way.
Think I'm always angry
when expressing myself.
Yet you saw through the facade,
could see that it was passion
that drove me. Not anger.
A passion that ignited you,
and ultimately
turned
you away.
                        

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