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Suicide. One word. One meaning. How can it take so many wonderful people? Of course, there's a variety of ways to commit suicide, but tell me this.. What could possibly drive someone so far to take their own life? Depression? Disorders? Drama? I mean, what could really be so horrible about life to make someone suicidal? Does screamo help them release the pain? Or is it the feeling of numbness after they cut? Maybe it's the rush someone gets when they burn. Or overdose. Or get so drunk or high that they don't even know what reality is anymore. Some people get pleasure from the thought of ending their own life. They think, "Once I finally find the right way to kill myself, I might actually be able to escape this Hell I'm living in." Suicide doesn't save them from Hell. Suicide takes them to a real actual fiery-pit called Hell. And like I asked before, whay could cause suicide? And why do so many people long to be dead? Is this world really that tough to live in now-a-day? Is it the influences that music makes on people? How can one word create so many questions? And cause so many problems in life? I mean, it's only one word with seven letters. How is it more special than other words? It has so many different ways of describing what it really is. Just one word with one simple meaning. People crave it. They want nothing more than to die. Why?
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