Non-Erotic PoetryThe KeeperI'm the keeper,
of secrets,
of stories
the keeper of friendships,
Love, fantasies.
I hold others,
others lies,
desires,
fantasies,
dreams,
nightmares.
but am I kept?
a father
threw me away.
a brother
used me for all I had.
and friends?
am I a keeper,
or am I disposed
when I have served my purpose?
do I hold tighter
because others let go
or because
I'm not afraid
of what I hold onto.
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