A little painful poem

  April 25th, 2016 by NiceGuy2001

Stages of grief
Numbers one through four
Have been inadvertently caught
In a magnetic loop
A synchrotron of emotional pain
Whirling around
Gaining mass and momentum
Occasionally colliding
And casting off particles of madness
And we may
Observe this phenomenon
With an increasingly dispassionate eye
Furiously scribbling
Notes and numbers
No one will ever see

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