Outside World Screaming, shouting, crying, wailing, I think I know my love is failing, Tensions in my house run high, No sight no sound to passers by, A rift divides us in this world, A cavernous size in days of old, My family and I reside on one side, On the other, the man I loved, just hides, No communication between the two, Just looks and feelings show through, The hurt on both sides is clear to see, But why, on earth, must it run through me? I am the piggy stuck in the middle, Trying to rearrange this muddle.
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