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What the beauty grows from the grave of your heart, VV?
Is it a rose?
Ah, what a sick sweet baby.
But better sick than none.
What will become of it in the neon light?
It seems such a rose must be watered by tears, and by nothing else.
So, the newest VV’s creation has fed a pretty lot of question to our own hearts & brains:
Can NEON light breathe warmth into a lonely home-sick heart?
Isn't neon love just a neon solitude?
What can save a lonely traveller on their dark road surrounded by heartless neon lights?
Is an alive burning heart destined to turn into a dying amber?
Heartly salutes from
Nadezhda Bugaeva
and 'LiterMort'
litermort
t.me/LiterMort