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Mortal instruments.

Mortal instruments. 

If it comes to one of us parting first let not us be afraid,  for I have loved beyond my measures and in some forms already laid,  

I lay down before you in time and for time I do it all again, life we live and then we die, but maybe this is pain,

For what is love without the loss of something more than we can bare, I love you without a doubt just like breathing air. 

If im to love him courageously let me battle what i might then face, and find in all my bravery an unending grace,

I love him mortally wounding stars and drowning those old smiles,  for I've known such a heaven in him, and every million miles

 My heart continues to replicate the love it's always known, with you the beat is repetitious and soley of its own

My Love for you is like the mountains peak it never seems to end, and like the rivers ever flowing to never cease but bend,

There's the longest story playing deep inside my heart, I still recall the very beginning the love there at the start 

My heart longs to confirm its beat and protests nothing but to love, for this sanity seeks no end , where mortal instruments play above .

 

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