Death comes knocking, with his tempting deals and lies,
Offering a way out, an escape from the curse's ties.
But she stands tall, with a heart full of faith and power,
Knowing that Death's tricks and promises will only devour.
She has come too far to compromise, to give in to the dark,
She won't let her soul be stolen, her spirit be marked.
For she has found her strength, her will to fight and conquer,
And she'll never bow down, to any foe or conqueror.
The curse may be strong, its weight heavy on her heart,
But she's stronger, with a fierce determination that won't depart.
With each step, she walks towards the light, the hope within,
Knowing that one day, the curse will be broken and she'll win.
She'll provide her faith with resources, not to strike a deal,
But to show Death that she's strong, that she'll never kneel.
For she believes that she can defeat him, with all her might,
That she can break the curse, and emerge into the light.
Death may come knocking, with his sly grin on his face,
But she'll stand tall, with a heart full of faith and grace.
For the curse is broken, and the battle is won,
And she knows that with every step, she'll always move on.
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