one day you will shed your skin and see the big picture, look back and laugh

[asongcalledhope]

ive always seen something poetic about the way bodies fall during war. you could stop time to admire the position the bodies fall and land, the red mist where bullets strike, how fleeting and delicate it declares life. but i doubt its often looked at in such a way by those in the midst of it. when a family member dies, a close friend. when you take

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[deathjubilee]

very beautiful