3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

Revised sonnet #1469

Youve said aloud you crave a formal split
Theyre bogey words unspoken better left
As if a punch against my stomach pit
My happy heart now broken by your heft
I dream of drinking pals a little bit
A heads up first and shout might crimp that cleft
Your drama ritual sortie same old skit
I didnt aim to harm you damn me deft
I viewed you voluntary clinging vine
A sweet screen saver while I sought the one
You struck me fair I found you feisty fun
I fear asudden split or levelled line
I note you value least of goods youve got
I smirk the empty chest of choice my lot
Chorus got avut fikk