Amy Has Returned

Trapped in the essence of time’s significance buried under rocky grounds a flickering light eternity’s gaze ordained defined her senses heighten into the blue flash above ahead streaking to her destinations end the bitter truth diverges emotions surging dramatic reflex speedy in accuracy as she emerges with her feet set solid on the rock her arms swinging diverging as sharp knives ignite with spikes glittering in the dark our guiding angel sent from above, from GOD has come our watch girl ascribing a human form, reborn there she approaches in heavenly form as angels descend willing to conform for her sake darkness is done, the story is already on,in a while victory shall be one pain, suffering, tears will be no more the lamp of light beside her illuminating bright signaling the inscription that an antidote of liberation has been formed the war between good and evil has already begun she glances at the castle in the darkness ready to run swerve slay dance sing the beauty of sorrow, a lesson learnt in the end the victory earned in her fashionably cryptic overall-like gown of a mixture of black and blue the people thankfully bow as the sounds of the earth rumble at the light of victory that our hero indeed Amy has returned and found