479.

You may break my body with clubs shatter my bones with heavy rocks but yet neither seems to hurt as much as when your words mercilessly stab deep into my mind I do not enjoy the pain as the blows rain down wishing for some form of relief the crack of ribs and tearing of heart strings will haunt me long after the event my battered self can gradually heal even with outside help my inner form will just be scarred with little chance of repair You may break my body with clubs shatter my bones with heavy rocks cut with my with your harsh words but however hard you try you will never touch my injured soul