reasons
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Last published Wed, Feb 22, 2017
ian sits at the foot of his bed, journal in hand; his wrists coated with a scratchy material that did nothing for the torn skin underneath.
michael sits in his bathroom, clutching a small bit of stained metal and watching his ink bleed from his pen onto the loose leaf notebook paper. ink that matched the angry red ink on his wrist in thin, hurried lines.
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