3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

Revised sonnet #1332

That funny feeling what a waste of pain
A motive lacking break up messes mind
Excuse the solemn sad soul search in vain
Her speech Id claim as ever calm and kind
I wonder often did I draw disdain?
I wonder often were there secrets signed?
I wonder often should I front and feign?
I wonder often should I cry inclined
A cipher soul she seems an obscure shell
Except in damning decadently rich
How might you manage such a minor glitch?
Id guess its why we got on rather well
Emotionally glacial she is cool
In perfect pleasure was I once her fool
Chorus cool mint freshening