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Age |
19
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Female |
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Norway |
| Sexuality |
Bisexual |
| Marital Status |
Single |
| Ethnic Origin |
White/Caucasian |
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2019 Times
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Valorius |
23 August 2010 06:26 AM |
| 36, Male, United States |
~Today~
Loneliness, staring into the night.
All of us dreaming of someone to make us feel right.
We all believe we can find warmth in the cold.
Find someone to stand beside us as we grow old.
We're all afraid to die alone.
We want to share our memories, so that the world will remember the path we've flown.
My days shrouded in darkness, this is all that i know...
From my heart, the words easily flow;
The feelings i feel, all seeming to grow.
It is your touch i so desperately need to know.
To feel your heat on the coldest of nights,
To feel your back against mine, no matter how bloody the fight.
As in your dreams, give yourself to me,
I am here waiting to at last set you free.
Reach out, take my hand.
Close your eyes and dream of a far away land.
On the wings of dreams we will fly there together.
Your hand in mine, we will live there forever.
Open your eyes baby, see my smile.
Just lean back in my arms, and relax for a while.
Remember the days we spent this way.
I can not promise you tomorrow, but baby....
I promise you today.
~Billy |
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Valorius |
07 June 2010 07:25 PM |
| 36, Male, United States |
An exquisitely young and lovely girl.
Lain on her back before me, her life unfurled.
Silken hair askew in a spiral swirl.
Her hand dangling from the altar, skin pale as a bone.
Fingers slowly open, the contents of her hand now shown.
Flower drifting to the floor, it's final flight flown.
Shadows slowly crawling across the floor.
Moonlight gradually retreating from the door.
The time is now a quarter past four.
Cold winter air.
Wind whipping at my long flowing hair.
So it is that i gaze upon my lair.
Another night hunting spent.
Blood enough drank to pay yet another day's rent.
From this life there is no repent.
Yet another lovely maiden lain dead.
Once more the guilt echoing through my head.
Already i feel a new hunger that will soon need to be fed.
Vampire is the name by which i go.
Heartless creature, cold as January snow.
I live but i am not alive, hell is all i know.
Retreating to my tomb i must sleep, close my eyes.
Tormented until sunset by my victim's cries.
My makers promises...nothing but lies.
~Billy |
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Valorius |
06 March 2010 08:04 PM |
| 36, Male, United States |
A 21st Century knight
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Valorius |
06 March 2010 06:41 PM |
| 36, Male, United States |
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~The Knight~
I am a mystical man, I am the mythical Knight.
Living my life to protect, to honor, to guard, to fight.
My mere presence shielding my lady from the horrors of the night.
An aegis for you in the dark, so that you may yet again see the light.
Does my princess ever think of me or my lonely plight?
To be forever wed to cold steel, and the monsters of the night.
No easy way to live, standing guard in the cold and rain, torch alight.
Always for your honor, at a moment's notice, ready to unleash my might.
Dragons are not easy to slay, not even for a knight.
But I stand and I face them regardless, no matter my fright.
Scales harder than steel, teeth larger than daggers, a ferocious bite.
No Serpent on Earth can harm you when you are standing behind this knight.
So my princess, when next you awake, safe and sound, all full of delight,
Be sure when you see me to thank your vigilant Knight.
But even if you should forget, all will be right.
For I will be there as always...
Standing guard tonight.
~Billy Cool, 2010 |
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Valorius |
01 March 2010 04:32 AM |
| 36, Male, United States |
~The Wolf~
My lamb listen for me in the night.
I am always near but never in sight.
Whenever the wind blows and the moon is high.
Listen for the faint sound of my baying cry.
I am searching for your scent.
Longing to be at your side.
The wolf must feed.
Fangs bared, no need to plead.
His lamb is what he needs.
The lady's throat so pale and so fair.
So exposed, so naked and bare.
It is the wolf's teeth that the lamb welcomes there.
She tells him to approach with her welcoming stare.
Under his spell, Nature ensures the game is not fair.
Now lay back and welcome my teeth.
At long last my fangs offering merciful relief.
Love, the gift that I bequeath.
~Billy, 2010 |
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Valorius |
01 February 2010 05:18 AM |
| 36, Male, United States |
Hello my beautiful princess. I still think of you...and i smile.
Yours,
Billy |
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Valorius |
18 July 2009 10:01 PM |
| 36, Male, United States |
So you are what a real Norse princess looks like.
I would have never guessed that one should be so beautiful and so fair as you. |
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