Alright well I'm writing a book/ poetry compilation...an dthis is my intro...just wanted 2 know what yall think...feedback greatly appreciated....
There was once a fallen angel who stood hovering over humanity, with wings darker than those of death, because it was Satan?s claw that rocked his cradle, so he was set on exterminating his own people, massacring them. Yet through the shadows of demise, the Good Lord saw something in him, something deep inside the belly of the beast, so he gave him a second opportunity, a second shot at life. Let him fall back in his grace and rescued him from the blaze of indulgence. Though straight paths aren?t always correctly walked, and his balance falters, there is a certain aura that surrounds him. Shining and glowing with rays of intense hope. He stands tall, as a net to catch the hopeless, the lost, equipped with a militarized mind. Fighting without losing a second, against the convulsions of malice?.