sapphoswhispers

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shattered

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gazing to the broken battlefield of memories, white poppy grows where my body once laid bleeding, each crimson stained petal gaining its own symphony,

I cannot get rid of this desolation, but when the violence awakens my own choir, I know that I am not alone.

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Written Timestamp: 2/4/25 - 5:30am

I have DID, and I wanted to make a poem that acknowledges and honors the sacrifices my system has made to keep me safe.

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Poetic Masterlist

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Sinful Love - 11/25/24 About: Lesbian/Queer melancholy

Imagine Being Loved By Me - 2/4/2025 About: Lesbian/Queer melancholy

shattered - 2/4/2025 About: Dissociative Identity Disorder/DID/OSDD

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I'm totally not romanticizing sapphic melancholy...

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♡ Imagine Being Loved By Me ♡

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imagine being loved by me, your delicate body against mine, rocking back and forth in a soft lullaby,

a lullaby filled with promises that intertwine us, a gentle song of praise whispering against our skin, alighting desire deep within our shared wounds,

wounds that were caused by oppression, with bloodshed used to invoke fear, violence akin to his ever so holy guise, here within our castle, built upon love and trust, we hear no melancholy cries, here within the lustful embrace, we are not terrified of the world, we are unified. ⋆｡‧˚ʚ ❀ ɞ˚‧｡⋆ Written Timestamp: 2/4/25 - 4:45am

This poem was inspired by Hozier's song 'Talk', but also my experiences growing up in this world and getting wounds I know all my queer siblings share. This poem is about being able to find love within a world thats constantly a threat.

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♡ Sinful Love ♡

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the passion from their lips soaks into my skin, all eyes baring from within, my sacred desire for demolition,

unholy matrimony in flaming hollows, destined to rule together, wide eyes witnessing our glory,

from their glaring rage, from their preaches I unfollow, from the depths of sin I bask in a joyful story;

laying together hand in hand, I close my eyes and drift into a queerful slumber, feeling their love, I need no other.

Witnessing our shared sin, I need no savior.

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This was a poem I made for my beloved sapphic lover on November 25th, 2024.

Sappho and Lord Apollo are my inspirations for my poetry, and now more than ever, with Trump in office, we can't stop posting queer things.

♡♡♡ We will get through this together ♡♡♡