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Valley of the unforgiven
Steel in my veins, ash in the sky,
I walk through fire and don’t ask why.
The gods went silent, cold and blind,
So I carve my fate in a world unkind.
Whispers claw through twisted trees,
Luring souls down to their knees.
But I don’t bow, I don’t repent—
Let the cursed wind shred my intent.
Blood on stone, echoes scream,
Shadows feed on broken dreams.
Still I rise, sword in hand,
One lone soul against this land.
Darkness speaks, it knows my name,
But I’ve long outgrown its flame.
No angels cry, no heavens call—
Only echoes—and I face them all.
So light the pyre, let demons see—
In the valley of death, I walk free.
Copyright ©
Jeanine Dejesus
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