Mato and The Shooter

 

 

 

wouldn’t it be convenient?
to have someone else suffer the pain for you
to have someone else hurt and bleed in your place
wouldn’t the world be a better place then?

you will no longer hate and be hated
you will no longer cry and be cried for

someone fighting our battles for us
someone taking the bullet and pulling the trigger
wouldn’t our hands be a little cleaner then?

one who could never die
one who would never taste the bitterness of death and inexistence
one who will be forever grateful that you’ve given him a chance to exist
one who would never hate and leave you for what you have done
for what you have become

someone in the far reaches of our own imagination
kept safe by the ancient magic that we call dreams
beyond the valleys of old
beyond the plains of seething envy
past the beating core of the Seer’s heart

 

 

 

 

 

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About delamorte

Eherm... A boy with a soiled face who's spent 23 pathetic years trying to make a difference... An old man trying to talk his way out of his own cage... And the Seer who's trying to poise these two alter egos' rage... You won't find anything interesting enough in me to ask about my real life facts. Trust me, things will get more and more boring once you take that path. Disclaimer : These are just random rants and stories cooked-up out of boredom and prolonged stages of catatonia. Please feel free to troll/criticize my works, i am but a poor soul trying to find my way out of this miserable phase some of you call life, your critiques shall serve as my guiding light.
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