Wreckless
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Fingertips traced my veins -
Unfolded on the dash,
I lost all direction.
Crossing into lanes -
Unafraid to crash,
You claimed my devotion.
Staring through flames -
Your hair turned to ash,
And we burned with affection.
Photography by Joshua Thomas
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