Keepers

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I met a new guy

a southern gentlemen

as my swimmers say

but to me, its something better.

I'm used to being treated poorly,

pushed around, unwanted and ill-trusted,

but he treats me right

includes me, trusts me and makes sure i'm doing fine

He'll hold me close, to protect me.

He'll let me explore, all on my own.

He'll pet me, and keep me calm

Even when we hang out, he makes sure i feel no pressure

even to kiss or make out

he'll let me just be in his arms

when I feel the most safe

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