Journey to the centre

Peeling away
The finite layers
Built over the years
Seeking, searching
For the core
The original centre
But what happens
If after the layers
There is nothing
Absorbed, or faded
Just gone

Right now I am feeling kinda worried emoticon worried...
Musings on Poetry that flowed from my brain at 10:55 pm Friday, Jun. 30, 2006

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