Creeping Ages

Rumbling through some troubled skies
A giant plane flies swiftly
Ignorant to the dark and lies
That past my thoughts shores drift

On a torrent lonely ebb
My curled lips oath no more
For only an abyss seems now
To end where once was shore!

Ages rush my young blood old
Drawing lines even through my smile
Yet ever swifter streaks light air
That stretch your sky by miles

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