He lives for about in millennium
And he can live longer up to maximum.
His bloodshot eyes can pierce your soul
His fangs can tear your bare skin in the haul.
In the eyes of naive people, he is a monster.
But my heart says the other way around, he is a longing lover.
Ordinary people admiring his nature and immortality
But for him, he considers it a curse in totality.
He witnessed the death of his beloved
He watched his darling being married.
The longer he lives in the world
The more he exhilarated to be part of the underworld.
If we ever cross our path by the will of the universe
I will sacrifice everything without remorse.
For I believed, I died many times and reincarnate
I rebirth for him because he knew that I am his mate.
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