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Listening to the primeval thump
Of an inclement drum
I wipe my mouth
Yet the wetness does not leave it
My sleeve is red-stained
And the mob turn and stare
I am the outsider
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Outsider
Date: Saturday, 1st November 2003 @ 07:27:41 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: aboutdesouffle
I am sitting in the crowd
Listening to the primeval thump
Of an inclement drum
I wipe my mouth
Yet the wetness does not leave it
My sleeve is red-stained
And the mob turn and stare
I am the outsider
I am the one with blood on her mouth

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