Comments about Cento Poet
I look outside and see my life
The further I walk, the further I'm lost
Upon this tragic nothing could be a soother
my tears are filling the water even more
Silence is the most gracious orchestra
Words are fun.
HA- you ask why?
To leave others in a daze
The beaver felt a sudden shiver
Therefore I am
I need to let it out some way
Some day you’ll maybe do the same
I hate the way i love you
Evil should not friendship kill
Am I a poet?
Am I an artist?
I'm sure my work's not ...