My Demon, My Angel

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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