Hidden lines
I’m stuck inside of this parallel universe
Where these parallel lines can only get so deep until
All of the lines are filled from top to bottom
I thought I already finished
But it seems I am still at that same place.
Once Upon a Time, there was a girl named aura who wished that she could escape the sounds of her own mind with no one having to tell her what was right and what was wrong but that she could love a life on her own without worrying about if someone was after her heart
Once Upon a Time, I thought I had left my feelings that were no longer free from the glass that held my hand to your heart the whole time, but why can’t I see where my life will be and who I will be
Once Upon a Time, aura was more than just her true colors that came through her locket, but she was someone who wanted to protect her heart at all costs because one slip up and her heart would break
Once Upon a Time, if there was ever a reason for her to see that she was more than just someone who had to choose which path in her life to take, but that all the cards could be laid out on the table
Once Upon a Time, I thought I had left my feelings that were no longer free from the glass that held my hand to your heart the whole time, but why can’t I see where my life will be and who I will be
Once Upon a Time, I will not lie. I felt like giving up on my life because I thought once I changed my path that there was going to be no solution
Once Upon a Time, if there was ever a reason for her to see that she was more than just someone who had to choose which path in her life to take, but that all the cards could be laid out on the table
Once Upon a Time, I became the wanderer of my mind instead of the chaser where if I had to choose between the two I would have still picked you.
Once Upon a Time, I will not lie. I felt like giving up on my life because I thought once I changed my path that there was going to be no solution
Once Upon a Time, aura was more than just her true colors that came through her locket, but she was someone who wanted to protect her heart at all costs because one slip up and her heart would break
Once Upon a Time, I became the wanderer of my mind instead of the chaser where if I had to choose between the two I would have still picked you
Once Upon a Time, there was a girl named aura who wished that she could escape the sounds of her own mind with no one having to tell her what was right and what was wrong but that she could love a life on her own without worrying about if someone was after her heart.
Slip me a few roses, stepping stones, need a glass to look through
Slip me a few roses, tied up in the thorns, looking glass almost blank
Slip me a few roses, I tried to wipe all the pages, the tears only became clear
Slip me a few roses, my name is Rose, and I’m coming with a broken heart.
Slip me a few roses, tied up in the thorns, looking glass almost blank
Slip me a few roses, where I almost lost my mind, and my heart on top of that
Slip me a few roses, my name is Rose, and I’m coming with a broken heart
Slip me a few roses, try to run and hide, running past the window in disguise.
Slip me a few roses, where I almost lost my mind, and my heart on top of that
Slip me a few roses, I tried to wipe all the pages, the tears only became clear
Slip me a few roses, try to run and hide, running past the window in disguise
Slip me a few roses, stepping stones, need a glass to look through.
One is here and I am over there where one quick touch could only save me from the pain of the beginning of the next day and every day after that
One cannot erase how I felt once I touched your eyes and felt the way you lie even when I was scared you weren’t feeling the same way
One can come only once in a lifetime where that one only comes around once every time and never seems to stay in one place, but keeps on changing.
One is only one
Never cut the string or line
The one is the one.
Long after you turn your back on your heart
You chose your words over your actions
Before you had a chance to be my attraction
To leave me alone with a space of contraction.
You chose your words over your actions
But that never seemed to stop you from making it happen
To leave me alone with a space of contraction
By breaking me into pieces of the same line.
But that never seemed to stop you from making it happen
Before you had a chance to be my attraction
By breaking me into pieces of the same line
Long after you turn your back on your heart.
Dear Diary,
oops, my bad
I thought you were the one
but I guess that was my bad.
oops, my bad
I dodged a bullet on that one
I must have crossed the line.
oops, my bad
I must have locked the keys
to that box of memory.
oops, my bad
I must have packed the wrong pens and paper
left dry with ink
no words
no vice
just love and misery
oops, my bad
Dear Diary.
One whisper, One sound
Friday comes around
Tick-tock, Tick-tock
Your on the clock, say it fess up, your on the clock
Tick-tock, Tick-tock
Your time is up
You want to make your mind up
Tick-tock, Tick-tock, now what?
Tick-tock, Tick-tock, you’re on my clock.
Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up,
You make my heart go green
So deep in my feelings
When I’m with you, I can’t breathe
You make my heart go green
After pulsation, you make me
Into your equation, I must
Have been lost, but now I am
Found
You got me, Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up
You running all the chases, watch out, it’s
A green light, pull up in reverse
Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up
There it goes again
You making my heart go green
Just sent the text
Come on over
Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up,
You know this ain’t really like me
Can’t control my anxiety, feelings
Don’t know what you doing to me
You make my heart go green
Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up
Like, I’m touching the ceiling
Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up
Grab me by the waist and pull me closer,
No acting, just attraction,
You make my heart go
Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up, Boo’d Up.
The lock box of memories
Where one’s that could break her heart in pieces
After she had already given all the puzzle pieces,
But had taken for granted the whole picture
Once she saw the reality behind the eyes of the one
She had fallen in love with
But she kept all of those memories
Locked away from her mind
Where she tried so hard to suppress the urge
To fall for him again
But her conscious mind had already given her the go
Where there was no seeing red, there was just seeing green
But he had left her seeing blue
And in the lock of memories
She had carried them around like a gilt-edged locket.
Try and pick the lock
You’re not going to get in
The first draft is already written
I have nothing to hide
Just need the key
I only locked it temporarily
Just to keep the pieces locked
From getting out like a clock
I thought I removed the doorknobs
I never even thought a piece of me
Could be taken so easily
honestly thought I hid it so well
The secrets of me that I will never tell
I was on the phone line
When I cut the cord
When I looked up the link
I found your number on the website
But after reading all the pieces of paper
I realized that it was hidden somewhere in
The book of every chapter of my story
That was written by me and the end is history.
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