Solitary Thoughts
...
I walk along a narrow bridge,
a bridge of softened stone.
I loathe to be unwanted,
but destined to be alone.
by:
Doujhe Dragnist (dew-hey) (© 1997; Secresity) (see-krís-city)
The above is an extract from a poem entitled, "Solitary Thoughts"
written and copyright under the compilation, "Secresity".
The rest of the poem is a bit... off?
No matter; this final passage defined a life.
