Neither Hunter nor Hunted

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A personal take on my view of primal as a kink label.
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I will not run away from you

I will not chase you down

I will not bow before you

I will not wear a crown

I may choose to bind my limbs

In leather, ropes, or chains

I may choose to feel your blows

To dance between delight and pain

I will not wear your labels

Fit myself neatly in a box

I will not heed, not listen

When hateful voices talk

I will not flee before you

I will not chase you down

Neither hunter nor hunted

My freedom is my crown

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29wordsforsnow29wordsforsnowover 3 years ago

A poem about personal strength, attitude and not run after hashtags and trend buzzes. Just being yourself.

Thanks for not being a label or fitting into a drawer.

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