My Demon, My Angel

July 29, 2015

There's a war in me,

Which was hard to explain,

Between me and my demon,

Between me and my angel,

I've been controlled,

Like a puppet,

With harsh noise of ugly thoughts,

And I could hardly listen to my own little heart,

Where the angel perched,

I thought I was lost,

I thought I'll be defeated,

But then I heard a voice,

Saying, that there will be no victory,

Without an opponent.

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