O Amor Mata

"I killed her with a shot, piercing with a resounding sound the boredom that had contaminated me. Yet I adored her, with a hatred that gnawed at my soul. Her body trembled, abandoned on the wooden floor. I died with her, I followed the path of her blood to meet my cruelty. Humanity ceased to make sense, I loved her to death but I didn't understand her (...)" excerpt from the text 'Sangue' by João Francisco Vilhena