Batter me rather with steel Not words a wound that bleeds can heal Cut me deeply if you must but I beg you make it real Wounds inflicted in word alone last far to long a time I fear I can not carry more I have had more than my share of mine So batter me with steel alone keep cruel words within I would rather die a death in bone than die slowly within
05/09/2006
what is truth, says Pilate? and yet these words explain the rumor if not the actual fact of truth, that it can hurt whether we give it credence or not.
