The Winds Of Uranus

by KingOfDead

I don't know what to call it but...anyways, here's a poem about Uranus.

The Winds Of Uranus
By KingOfDead


A/N: I don't know what to call this...I ran out of ideas. I was writing this while in a chatroom, and someone people were disturbing me at the time. R and R.


Sometimes...I can barely feel the cold wind on my shoulder
No longer am I able to feel it pressing in
My body becomes more hard
I am not able to feel it no more

You watched me closely the other day
Making sure my wounds were healed
Somehow...you knew they weren't
And still I refused you...and the truth

I was blind then...blind and foolish
I tried so hard to run...I was going nowhere fast
You helped me gain what I once had but lost
You...my dearest friend Neptune


Short I know, but my time is running low.