[Commission] Haemolacria

This in my opinion is an example of what all life encompasses; something beautiful that has been made lesser, by some circumstance. How little damage can mankind take and still yet remain beautiful to itself? How much damage can mankind take before it is no longer considered beautiful to itself? You composition flirts with a particular balance that has one asking, "Why can't we see beyond the broken, to the beautiful that is ever present?" This is an amazing piece; and I sincerely hope you continue exploring concepts that create a fine line between contrasting ideas.