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Heathenry There is a chasm in every soul
Dark and turbulent are its waters
At the bottom of them rest
Secrets best forgotten
Peer not to long into the ripples
Into that bay, so utterly filled
With all of an ages uncried tears
For secrets have tongues and eyes
They peer back and whimper
From the deepest reaches
Of that stygian lake in ones heart
I like the mood created by the tone and word imagery. Nice poem.