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Heart of Gold
"Heart of Gold"
She’s an early morning riser,
Speed racer, road rage, type of driver,
She works that 9 to 5, double overtime,
With a smile on her face, and her own demons to embrace,
She’ll give her last dime to help save a life,
I’ve watched her cross that bridge many of times,
She’s got a heart of gold, such a beautiful soul,
And a one of a kind love to hold,
She’s also the girl with a fragile heart you see,
She’ll see darkness, but believes in the light,
The type to not give up in a never ending fight,
You’ll catch her with a smile, but hiding the scars,
Pushing herself to make it so far,
She’s got a heart of gold, such a beautiful soul,
And a one of a kind love to hold,
She’s the girl from that midnight dream,
The one you’ll always search and seek,
She’s dancing to lights in the pouring rain,
While you’re still trying to decipher her name,
She’s that one love that won’t slip away,
Because, She
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10 Year Old Me
“10 Year Old Me”
Close your eyes for this time traveling melody,
I’ll let you see a secret part of me,
But you have to promise it stays between you and I,
We’ll start off with way back when,
Roughly counting to the age of 10,
I received a kiss, never knew where it would lead,
We kept it hidden in secrecy, just us kids with unknowing feelings,
You see every couple years that passed, we’d skip off down to memory lane,
Recreating that kiss that, which etched the mark on my heart, eternally,
As those were the easy times, that I see,
But now,
You know which words to break me,
You knew how to convince me that it was always me,
You could never see through your veil of lies,
But I was also to blinded to see..
Let’s move forward, to the moment on that bridge,
To put it in perspective,
The midnight chill swept through us, and lights lit up the path we walked,
Until we reached that very point, upon the spot I took your hand,
And the promise that I made, until t
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Literature
Time - Poem Collaboration with a friend.
I find that time slips on two occasions,
When i'm alone,
Seconds become minutes,
As minutes become hours,
Then it becomes years,
Next moment i'm gone,
Time, we can't regain it,
We lose it suddenly,
Time slips when it's shared with
A being that makes time disappear,
As seconds become minutes,
Minutes become hours,
Then it becomes years,
Next moment we're gone,
If, we're happy,
It won't matter if time was lost,
It was worth it, not lost,
Not forgotten, only cherished,
As time stood still.
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Keeper of the Key
Maybe this is what I'm supposed to do,
Maybe over time I'll be better for you,
Maybe you'll realize all I want is you,
Maybe one day soon you'll realize it too.
You're my one and only, the keeper of the key,
You can unlock my heart, keep it or set me free,
You're the one true love, the one for me,
But if you don't feel that way then set me free,
The one and only keeper of the key.
One day in our future, wishing it was soon,
Maybe you'll realize, that you wanted me too,
You're the keeper of the key, and it's held on a silver chain,
You used to cherish it deeply, now it's held like a picture in a frame,
Maybe in our future, You'll use it one last time,
You're the keeper of the key, unlock my heart and set me free.
Maybe we can be together, with one last chance to prove,
I'll show you how it truly feels, to fall in love with you.
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Literature
Hello?
I'll be a shadow that you'll never see,
Dark as night; Unfortunate misery,
In a crazy, soul sucking mystery,
Where will you be when I scream for help?
Black Tie. Black Suit. Black Pants. White Shirt.
Laying there so handsome, is this your fate?
Did they hear you?
Did they come?
You're lying here motionless; cold; breathless,
Are you coming home?
Did you seek what you sought after?
The lies that were told,
The hate they showed,
Come home, Come home..
...But..You're not accepted..
You're laying here so still and quite.
The silence, so silent; I'm here.
Who are you?
Am I losing my mind? I'm speaking to myself?
My inner thoughts so cold, so bitter; Contagious.
But I'm the shadow..
I do not breathe,
I do not speak,
I am weak,
afraid,
sad,
But.. I'm human?
...Or..am I dead.. but trapped?..
Laying there so handsome,
Motionless, there's not even a beat..
There used to be happiness,
I was once human,
There used to be a smile,
But you patched it up,
I had a it all planned out,
You shredded it to
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Literature
I'm a lover.
You're different, in a good way
your smiles so bright, like a new day
the feel of your lips, is a new taste
it drives me wild into a new phase
you make me believe in love again,
sending my heart through the trials of flames,
I'll show you the passion as you light the fire,
Cause,
Baby i'm a lover,
I'm a lover in many of ways,
we'll take a trip down memory lane;
back to the first touch, first kiss, falling in love kind of phase;
the difference between you and me
seems so far from in between,
we're like a cracked mirror with pieces glued together,
we've hit low and hit the high.
Look at us now it's you and I.
Throughout perfect imperfections with subliminal messages we are the same,
yet,  
so different in many of ways,
But baby i'm a lover,
a lover in many of ways,
I cant buy you the world,
but I can light up your life,
brighter than the stars shining through the night,
theirs nothing that can break your smile with my heart locked down,
as you finding away to get inside,
as the prea
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Literature
Meeting you
I met you without intention,
sought out for exception,
Withholding all information,
Soon began a notion,
that turned into affection,
Now it's you and me,
Hidden through secrecy,
The paths intertwine in an undermining time,
But misconception will steer us away,
We'll stand brave throughout,
We'll stay strong it's true,
This path began with me, and ends with you.
"Meeting you"
-Xav
Special note: I'm glad I met you.
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Literature
A Fight
Sigh,
My condolences, I send to you.
Do you deserve this respect?
Nope, That you don't,
But of this I give you,
of respect, and dignity,
The war shall be won,
As the last breath of battle,
Sighed through the chilling air,
From weeps of sorrow,
A grave shall be mourned,
I bid thy luck to you.
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Literature
Sticks and stones
Sticks and stones may break your bones,
and words should never hurt you,
But words are powerful, and stones are soft,
One wrong word and we'll see what's stronger,
What is fear? Who is weak?
What stick or stone can drop you from your feet?
The strength we have is given through words,
The strength to keep on, the motivation we strive to keep up, to work;
To meet the goals we set,
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But words have always shattered me,
As the fear of death from an unconcious mind,
Is a few letters short of a suicide.
~JaredBrown
~4/11/13
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Literature
~Years Ago~
~Years Ago~
I've passed through insanity,
The walls are creeping closer,
Life flashing, engaging brightness,
What is the next step?
Go forth with the choosing,
Second guess the optional abusing
of choices of which is shown an given?
What more can a person do, give and give,
all the commotionless happenings,
Once a free spirit, now chained and recycling,
Take me back to the younger years,
Sun shinning and the fresh air,
but that's veiled by transmatic acid
that covers the crevises of the good left in life,
What more can a person ask for?
What more can a person recieve?
Where is the calling?
When will the stuff be revieled?
The time comes as everything, draws near to the day,
Where the darkness takes over, everythings gone astray,
As I ponder my mind back to the very first day,
Which life began of me,
My calling is now; my time is here,
Whichever path that i'll venture forth,
I'll perish and power my way through insanity,
To take on humanity as I'm enevitable; I'm still standing,
Through
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Literature
~Alter~
~Alter~
I'd change the past,
To alter the future,
Differ from the moment of which we're in,
Where would life begin?
What would happen if the past was changed,
To alter the future, that changes the time,
to which is current, of the moment I'm speaking,
You already know, You've been there,
Hand in hand, regrets in mind,
Wouldn't you want to alter time?
Each memory we have shared,
Wether it's happiness or not,
It always doubles,
Sometimes causing an uprising,
Or possible defining others, in which we hold,
What more could we do?
What would the future have in store?
We're stuck, We're in the present,
Our future is unknown,
To alter time, Taking a trip back down the road,
Where would we be now?
What would you change?
Differences in each other,
Make similarities much more brighter,
Our common interests and goals,
Would shine like the sun,
But our faith falls to the horizon,
We don't know what we want anymore,
Are you even there?
Hello?
Father time?
It's so dark; So dreary,
The faith is gone,
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Literature
'Our Last day'
'Our Last day'
I'll search near and far,
For the perfect one to hold my heart,
It may take ages, or just a few days,
But i'll spread my wings, and fly away,
You've torn me down,
You've broken my heart,
My depression is unstoppable,
Until the day, that I find my one and true,
I wish for all the good,
that will be coming to you,
I don't wish all the bad things,
that I really should,
As in death, depression and morbid thoughts,
That are cycling through my mind,
All I wish is you live a happy life,
Without me by yourside,
To yourself you think your god,
As you toy with my emotions,
You think I'm weak, not so strong,
As hurting me is your devotion,
To tell you no more, no less I shall take this,
I'm gone, I'm done with you,
I've told my self, myself alone,
That I'm much stronger without you,
I wish you the best throughout the years,
I hope you succeed in life,
I hope you obtain a million riches,
I hope you become a good wife,
To that I beg of you to let me go,
As I will not return,
For you
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Literature
~Trip through Time~
~Trip through Time~
If I only had the strength,
Would you realize that I'm gone,
If I only had the courage,
To tell you that you're wrong,
If I only had the confidence,
To move on from our past,
Would you love me differently,
If my past reviels myself,
Take my hand, and walk with me,
We'll Take a trip back from destiny,
We'll search the past; for the reasons so,
A never ending path, that I want you to know,
On our journey, from past to past,
Discovering each others lifes,
Would you think of me differently,
If you lived through my life,
Tell me what true love means,
Show me how it really feels,
Introduce me to that feeling,
As it all feels unreal,
Could you handle my past life,
Would you still accept me now,
If everything was a flashback reel,
Would you still feel the same; right now,
Walk through time and the road we're on,
Is this our perfect trip,
Tell me what you're thinking, honey,
Is this what you dreamt,
Take your time, we're in no hurry,
Our destiny is set,
But will you still lo
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Literature
Trickling down to the darkest
Trickling down to the darkest depths,
looking for hope, with a senseless sight,
Figuring out, what feels right?
Happiness, as an emotion, yet distant,
To fear crimbling every path in agony,
Watch as thy tremble, without help,
Reach out,
Reach out,
Maybe for a calling, once more,
Reach out,
Help, No one is there,
Reach out, they said,
Yet trapped within the darkness, no escape,
trembling, crimbling, in the fear we all share.
What hope is left?
Pity, as a servant to the gods,
Doubt, in the eyes of which the path is darkened,
Reach out,
Reach out,
To a thin light, to which approaches,
Once more, the servants lie there panting,
As a still breath, Creeps throughout the darkness,
Nothing more, Nothing less,
As a empty hole,
In which I crept.
-Xaviorzion
-2/12/2013
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Literature
Shine
What's left to do,
when the day is gone,
the lights are out,
and all hope is lost,
to think of the light,
as you wish it would shine,
to brighten your life,
for the world to be yours,
in darkness, forever, sinful life,
one moment to shine,
yet, there is no light;
what happens to us,
as we hit rock bottom,
to the lowest point, we could ever go,
nothing seems right anymore,
but how so?
We leave,
we love,
we lose,
we fight, for what?
For happiness,
For joy,
to win,
to be accepted, for what?
Scarred memories,
in this treaterous world,
despair, hate, nothing left as you hit so low,
but there is always a light,
yes, a light you see,
to brighten up your world,
to make it yours,
but to make the choice,
that one is yours.
-Jared Brown
-11/29/12
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Do I really want to be me?
You can be anyone... Remember that.
What do I mean when I say this?
Even if you aren't you anymore,
you are still you.
You don't stop being you,
just because someone doesn't recognize you.
I wear many faces...
people see this one, but not the one behind this one.
I give them glimpses of the person behind this mask.
I am a chameleon, I am whoever you want me to be...
at first...
When you get to know the real me,
you won't know the real me.
Not because you can't find the real me.
The real me is right in front of you.
But wait... there's more...
Now the real me is in front of you.
How can you not see me, I've been in front of you the entire time.
You were talking to the wrong me, this is the real me...
I don't know who the real me is anymore.
Maybe I really am not myself anymore.
Did I ever get to know myself?
How can I be fake when I was never real to begin with...
Show me the real me...
that you see...
I can't find me...
I keep looking...
I'm so lost, and trapped...
Have you ever been a
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Silences and Sounds
I have listened
your silences
each one
an alignment
of harp sounds
from and to which
I have built
an entire alphabet
of secret words,
a language made
for you to hear
the voice of my love
Original: * Silêncios e Sons *
Ouvi
todos os teus silêncios
cada um
um alinhamento
de sons de harpa
a partir de e para os quais
Construí
um alfabeto inteiro
de palavras secretas
uma linguagem feita
para que ouças
a voz do meu amor
*K
MARCH
*Y
© copyright of KAY MARCH - All Rights Reserved.
© copyright de KAY MARCH - Todos os Direitos Reservados.
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I Am A Warrior (Level 23)
I am a warrior, a noble woman, defender of the land.
My bow is at my back, and my steel within my hand.
Many call upon me, and to my honour I am bound.
I hunt treasures in the hills, just waiting to be found.
Many fellows band together, and I fight now at their side.
One for all, and all for one, together we shall ride.

-
Oh, wait a sec. My mom is calling. I'll just be /AFK.
It's a pain in the butt that she has to go and interrupt my day!
Ok, I'm back! Where were we, guys? At the Goldshire Lion's Pride Inn?
I just gotta sell some stuff, then the adventure can begin!
-
I am a warrior, undefeatable, and stalwart through and through.
The day a man should challenge me, they shall forever rue.
Throughout the Elwyn Forests we make our knightly quest.
And until all boars are slaughtered, we shall not take our rest.
Goblin-Kings and Black Rock Orc spies, we have many slain.
Our passion for our venerable duties; no, it shall never wane.

-
Oh, shoot. My supper's
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Dad
My Father lived not very long;
weak in body, but his Spirit strong.
Just the smell of coffee, or a good cigar,
and those memories don't seem so far.
His made-up songs I know by heart.
Invented words were a noble art!
Reading glasses perched on his nose,
Steiff dolls placed in tidy rows.
The mingled scent of Sage and diesel,
painted canvas on an easel.
Kabota tractors, antique cars,
Lionel trains filled with golden bars.
John Deere hat and Carhart vest,
little pocket on his T-shirt's chest.
Duct-taped briefcase; we know it holds
Jolly Ranchers and Tootsie Rolls.
Pockets full of dirt and lint
and sugar cubes and wint-o-mint.
There on his desk, things you'll see
is a Mason jar filled with honeybees,
and "Gold Doubloons", and a coffee cup,
and a photograph of a Shepherd pup.
He has his secrets locked away.
He might share them if you stay.
In the "Secret Closet", way in the back
is a Tommy Gun and some Hostess snacks.
In a giant bird cage made of steel
is a Toco Toucan; No, it's not real.
H
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Stay with me
I never want to be alone,
alone in this world so dark and cold,
cold as the night thus shaded black,
black as this heart that once held i.
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Nostalgic
A lot of people know me
for my photographic memory
My nostalgic personality
My ability to remember every;
Touch
Taste
Smell
Sound
&
Image
Like...
How a taste from his lips,
sends an electric quiver through my whole entire body
And leaves me weak in the knees
How his touch leaves me with goosebumps
All up and down my arms
The way his voice lullabys me to sleep,
And has me dreaming of forever
How,
when we hold eachother close
his smell has me cling,
and never want to let go
And of course
God!
How the simple sight of him
just...
makes my heart race;
my breathing unsteady
And suddenly I have tunnel vision
The world could be ending all around me,
and all I would see is him
Standing there
Nothing can match his perfection
Like angels sent him down;
singing
And me thinking
'He is too good to be true'
All he would see
is a dorky girl who is oblivious to the world
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Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
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Greetings! My name is Jared,
Otherwise known as Le'Koosche.
I'm 25, and I live in Alabama.
I've been apart of Deviant Art for 4 years now.
I'm on from time to time. I feel as if I need to start posting and being more active.
I write poetry, free-verse and currently working on stories.

I'd love to collaborate poetry or a story with someone. Hint hint right there,
Might wanna hop on that, Lol. All jokes aside, for real though. Like seriously?
I wonder if anyone reads this.
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So for my recent poem "Heart of Gold" I rewrote it with a vision of spoken word poetry. I created a video and it's the first time ever
doing something like this. I'd really appreciate any feedback, and I'm going to continue to make these a lot better in the future.
Thank you.
"Heart of Gold"

She’s an early morning riser,
Speed racer, road rage, type of driver,
She works that 9 to 5, double overtime,
With a smile on her face, and her own demons to embrace,
She’ll give her last dime to help save a life,
I’ve watched her cross that bridge many of times,
She’s got a heart of gold, such a beautiful soul,
And a one of a kind love to hold,

She’s also the girl with a fragile heart you see,
She’ll see darkness, but believes in the light,
The type to not give up in a never ending fight,
You’ll catch her with a smile, but hiding the scars,
Pushing herself to make it so far,
She’s got a heart of gold, such a beautiful soul,
And a one of a kind love to hold,

She’s the girl from that midnight dream,
The one you’ll always search and seek,
She’s dancing to lights in the pouring rain,
While you’re still trying to decipher her name,
She’s that one love that won’t slip away,
Because, She’s got a heart of gold,
Such a beautiful soul, and the one true love for me.


~ Jared Brown 7/24/18 ~ Rough Draft ~ Revision 2
Heart of Gold
This woman means the entire world to me. 
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“10 Year Old Me”

Close your eyes for this time traveling melody,
I’ll let you see a secret part of me,
But you have to promise it stays between you and I,

We’ll start off with way back when,
Roughly counting to the age of 10,
I received a kiss, never knew where it would lead,
We kept it hidden in secrecy, just us kids with unknowing feelings,
You see every couple years that passed, we’d skip off down to memory lane,
Recreating that kiss that, which etched the mark on my heart, eternally,
As those were the easy times, that I see,
But now,

You know which words to break me,
You knew how to convince me that it was always me,
You could never see through your veil of lies,
But I was also to blinded to see..

Let’s move forward, to the moment on that bridge,
To put it in perspective,
The midnight chill swept through us, and lights lit up the path we walked,
Until we reached that very point, upon the spot I took your hand,
And the promise that I made, until the the very end,
You truly did mean everything,
But now it’s just a memory,

I gave you my all and you took it for granted,
I gave you the world, but you discovered a new planet,
I made you that promise, and you chose to break it,
But the worst of all,
I gave you my time and you chose to waste it,

You always kept edging that serrated blade..
But once it reached the hilt, you realized it was to late,
The recovery will take some time now, as this mortal wound begins to heal.
You're now just a scar on my timeline, that can't be revealed.

~ 5/10/2018, “10 Year Old Me” By. Jared Brown. ~Rough Draft~
10 Year Old Me
If I knew what I know now, we would of never got as far as we did. You lied, cheated, manipulated me in so many ways. 
You continued to edge that serrated blade through my heart. It's time to start healing, and finding the strength for this recovery.
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