Vinca

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Vinca

Only few know you exist. Hidden behind my fire...there you are. A delicate and soft colour no one will ever see. A hopeless romantic with no chance of being found. No one knows how sweet and shy you are and perhaps never will. I keep you locked away in a tower where no one will ever find you unless they cross the field of fire. I’m sorry you have to hide like this but people will hurt you. Use and abuse you. I’m keeping you safe, my little flower. I wish you didn’t have to hide. But I love you too much.

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