The Angel and Demon reside inside of me again.
"I could be your sweetest dream," she said
"Or, I could be your worst nightmare," he replied.
"I could save you, my dear," she poised.
He retorted gently, "Or, let me be the one who kills you."
"I am an honorable, compassionate saint and a despicable, ruthless sinner," I uttered, seemingly unperturbed by my surroundings.
"Two extremes at the end of each of the poles," they reiterated several times in a loud whisper.
Sometimes I like to take angels and corrupt them.
Other times, I gleefully take demons and purify them.