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This is really a song. It was written with a tune in mind, but the tune isn't necessary to be able to read and understand the poem.
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Sometimes I hate you for what you've done,
seems like you treat me worse than anyone.
I scream out at the injustice of it all.
Why make me just to see me fall?
And yet, you're everything to me...
And I believe.
You are my strength, you are my eyes.
You are the one to make me realize,
that I'm not the on-ly one who cries.
You are my love, you are my dreams,
you are my life.
Some people wonder if you're really there,
I wonder how they don't see you everywhere.
The way you move me, shape me every day,
the strength you give me, to come to you and say
You are my strength, you are my eyes.
You are the one to make me realize,
that I'm not the on-ly one whoe cries.
You are my love, you are my dreams,
you are my life.
I've slit my wrists, and I've barred my soul,
never thought that I could ever be whole.
I don't belong, is what I used to think,
but you connected me, you were my link.
You led me down a path, a future at the end,
not only my guide, my G-d, but my friend.
You showed me that there is always light,
even in the darkest, hardest of nights.
You're everything to me...
And I believe.
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