When a bond breaks,
One is often depressed.
When love is often barred,
It leaves a damsel in distress.
Pain burns down to ashes and ashes.
Cooled down, scars are left behind.
Scars that lead way back into history
Which dissolved into stardust
And left a star track;
To find its way back.
The only way to get away
Is to avoid clashes
With it.
Be the curtain raiser
And pull away
From the shades of gray.