This is one of the worst, most random poems I have written, though we all have one of those I guess. This one failed because I tried to rhyme. Which should just never happen again. But I owe you this rhyme. Mostly because I like the nonsense of that last four lines. They have a nice rhythm and sound even if the meaning is less than sensical.
Death of a Sigh
I always try
and yet all I seem
to do is die.
And anything I deem
important ends
up a lie.
Time bends
I don't know why.
I can hardly grasp
what method by
which you clasp
all meanings of a sigh.
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