I wrote this for a friend last month.
I don't know if she read it
But I hope she did, and I hope she understood.



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i needed you tonight
to use
abuse
to fuck and to fight
i needed someone who could take my hits
and know what they really meant
i needed someone who could see aggression as outlet, not violence
and someone who didn't confuse "rough" with "angry."
I needed someone I could pound on for a while
and then hold tight for even longer.
I needed you to wear my bruise
as a badge of honor
not shame
I needed you to mark me back
to own me
to claim me
to show the world,
that the Master can walk at either end of the chain.