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well, I'm back here again doubting the very map of my skin searching for the broken terrain that you see so clearly within i know i have valleys and mountains the same as other lovers but my heart quakes and tears when you hate what you discover i can feel the splitting of the fault as rejection grinds my love to halt ripping through my muscled earth to leave a gaping chasm of hurt the darkness consumes where once sunshine flushed my map transformed the landscape torn by my own fixation on human touch i try to redesign to alter my flawed countryside to mend the gap that utterly attacked the regions of my heart and mind but my map cannot be defined by your words your approval or attention my topography must be my own from every land to every ocean for the sun does not truly fade when scratches appear on my surface and i will bear my design with pride because every detail, every river, every stone, every piece that makes this heart my home, has a beautiful and unbreakable   purpose
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Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 10:18 PM UTC
topography
well, I'm back here again doubting the very map of my skin searching for the broken terrain that you see so clearly within i know i have valleys and mountains the same as other lovers but my heart quakes and tears when you hate what you discover i can feel the splitting of the fault as rejection grinds my love to halt ripping through my muscled earth to leave a gaping chasm of hurt the darkness consumes where once sunshine flushed my map transformed the landscape torn by my own fixation on human touch i try to redesign to alter my flawed countryside to mend the gap that utterly attacked the regions of my heart and mind but my map cannot be defined by your words your approval or attention my topography must be my own from every land to every ocean for the sun does not truly fade when scratches appear on my surface and i will bear my design with pride because every detail, every river, every stone, every piece that makes this heart my home, has a beautiful and unbreakable   purpose
the heartbreaking obsession with approval & the peace that comes from loving your brokenness despite -- a love letter to the type 3 enneagram
sophiemechaune
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Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 10:18 PM UTC
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