Debilitate contigency of fracturing my soul

You utter words that pierce Through my
Ears, but they bounce Back when they hit My
heart,
For it is coated with love,love of Thee most
High.
Juvenile,with a hulk of a heart,not Even
Barbs can pierce through it.
You and your malevolence words Confluence
to bring me down. If only you knew how
gibberish they are,
You would not even bother to confab about
me. Precocious,going on an evolution Of my
Own self,
How you percieve me,matters not For I
know that whatever contigency of
Fracturing my soul is delitated. Debilitated by
the self imagine I Impose in My mind and
heart.
You may not see it,cause just like An egg so
is my soul.
It has 3 layers,you would have to Get
through 2 of them to get to The inner part-...
That's my soul right there.....
But you first have to get through This thick
body of mine to my Heart,only then you may
succeed.
I pity you for trying to fracture my Soul,for
that will be like 'watching The Titanic for the
11th time,only this time Hoping the ship
does not sink.
For you to get through to my soul,
You would have to get through My
heart,even if you had a Wrecking ball,you
would not Succeed,
For the Son of Thee Most High is Rested in it.
Again I say,whatever contigency Of
fracturing my soul is Debilitated,for the Son
of Thee Most High is rested Peacefully in it.