Hell's Gate Poem by T.L. Toadvine

Hell's Gate

Somewhere
My dreams
Swirl, Swarm
& Gather
Around you

Where will they go
When I'm gone
Where will they celebrate
Your existence
I worry about things like that
Because I'm a storm
And you
Are my tranquility

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