Maybe just one....
Maybe I'll just cut one to many times.
Maybe just one....
Maybe I'll just take one too many pills.
Maybe just one....
Maybe I had my heart broken just one too many times.
Maybe just one....
Maybe I heard just one too many people call me bad names.
Maybe just one...?
I know it was just one too many times that took me over the edge.
Maybe I'll just jump off the bridge,
And let go of the ledge.
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Fading
PoetryThis is just poems I have written and my friend Juliet Bramlitt is a BIG support in my writing poems and stories and thanks to her I'm writing this.