I know... I know you all are expecting another trash, unedited, unprofessional, and, potentially, boring book. Didn't anyone ever tell you to expect the unexpected? If no one has, I will. Do not trust your expectations, especially with regards to my second poetry book, which you have just entered. This book, No Wings, is not filled with old poetry. The earliest chapter of this book dates back to September of 2017. I've tried my best to keep this book in chronological order, but I'm asking for forgiveness ahead of time for the few hiccups that will exist. I've read no halo. I, personally, believe No Wings is far, far more intriguing, mysterious, and emotional. If you think no halo. is the best I've got, turn the pages of this electronic book, and prepare to be proven wrong. This book is fully edited, and made of the deepest pains I've felt. I'm beginning to believe that, if I don't have wings, and my halo's been stolen from me, maybe I'm no angel at all... Maybe there are no angels at all. For now, though, all you need to know is this: I only advance. Welcome to my new world, No Wings, the book with capital letters.
Like always, enjoy.
Sincerely,
Onorinam HeLLLbitch-Trill
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No Wings
PoetryDedicated to Lund The sequel to "no halo." "I'm an angel, look at my face! Hell is not what I bring, I wanna help your case! I've lost my halo, and never had wings!" "No Wings" Beats (playlist): https://soundcloud.com/helllbitchonorinam/sets/nowings...
