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Disoriented
Soon I will be gone from this place,
but before that, I will live with no more grace.
Another country, another language, another culture,
but while I'm here, I get picked apart by vultures.
So disoriented with so little time.
No emotion dwells in the heart for the one that I desire,
pain and suffering seems to be all that I acquire.
Can't make a dent with her to change her mind,
nothing is certain with those I leave behind.
Not by choice but because I have to,
something that was inevitable cannot be construed.
I will leave to carry all the blame,
but my love for you I will always proclaim.
Even though everything I do is never good enough,
I've never quit in our relationship when times got tough.
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