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My wrists stench with the overwhelming smell of iron.

My senses are wide awake.

It wavers down my nostrils, sinking into my chest.

I lick my lips, as if I can taste it.

I savage the feeling.

The pain.

It latches onto me like an addiction.

And I don't think I'll ever learn how to let it go.

It captures me as it's slave.

Like always, I fool myself into thinking that I can gain control.

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