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The metallic smell fills my nose, what does it smells good. My hands are covered in blood, they're sticky but the wetness of the blood feels so good. I lick my fingers to taste it. The blood is all over my lips and I get so high from the taste of it that I want more. The body of a man lies in front of my, my addiction to blood got the worst of me. Because I ripped a piece of meat from his chest I can see his blood streaming down from the wound. I lower myself and lick a bit of blood. My eyes turn purple and I start to drink a bit more will ripping more meat and eating some of it. 

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English is my second language so there might be grammatical and type faults. also my first book.All Rights Reserved

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