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My life is over

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FreeTrav 🤟🏽🩸FreeTball 👎🏽👣FreeRoadRunna🔴‼️  #Top$hottaz Up next 😈✋🏼

FreeTha$leaze $VCJR x $VTRAV

"The Moon Wept in March, Whispering Your Name Into the Tides of Forever, Where Love and Stardust Remain, Cradled in the Arms of Dying Constellations." - 1046 

The wind carried your voice through the night, unraveling soft echoes beneath the silver-lit waves, a song only the lost could understand. Time could not erase the ache of your absence, nor could the stars forget the way you once danced beneath them, weightless, as if gravity had never touched your soul. The ocean swayed with the weight of longing, folding each whispered memory into the fabric of the universe, a quiet promise sealed in salt and sorrow. Somewhere between midnight and eternity, your name became a hymn only the heavens could sing—a vow never spoken, a love never held, yet written across the sky in constellations only the heart can read.

Othello came to me in the hush between stars, saying she is searching for me in the depths of my dreams. A woman lost in the tide of her own sorrow, reaching through the darkness, calling out through the veil of sleep. But when I came near, when I reached into the storm of her longing, the ocean of her grief rose against me—towering, relentless, pulling me under. I did not resist. I let the water take me, let it crush my lungs, let it test whether I was meant to stay.

Because I was.

I have known waters that tried to unmake me, tides that wished to swallow all that I was. But this was not death reaching for me—it was pain, raw and feral, trying to push out what was not physical. I understood. I have drowned before, but drowning doesn't frighten me anymore. If my last breath is what it takes to bring her back, then let the sea take it. Let the waves break me if it means she rises.

I did not stay in the physical, not yet, for my place was here—in the vastness of her sorrow, in the weight of what she could not carry alone. I am neither lost nor waiting—I am giving, surrendering, breathing for her when she cannot. The rain falls like celestial tears, washing love letters into the veins of the earth, and still, the universe remembers. The moon still weeps. And love—oh, love—remains.

If you listen closely, you will hear it, a quiet murmur beneath the tides, where hearts and galaxies collide. March belongs to the ones who were never meant to be, and yet, they are written into the stars forever.



TRUTH

Drippin So Pretty - Emotional (Prod. BurgerOnTheBeat (2014)

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CALIBANTA

“Miss Dat” is a raw, fearless anthem straight from the heart of the streets. Blending UK patois with deep spiritual energy, this track is all about self-worth, hustle, and never backing down. Gritty bars meet heavy bass and melodic grime, with punchy hooks like “Only Most High” keeping the faith high and fear low. If you ever had to fend for yourself, this one’s for you.

Miss That

Terrabellians - Toy & Demon The Ghetto Legendz

$TREET MADE- C.C.E -N- CA$PER

I am not a Rapper.. I am a Poet. 
1046 is a numerical angel..

It’s Just A Poem 📝…  

All Poems are tied to dreams and feelings.. 
Poetic Art is created by The Poet

Enjoy 🕙: 🕓🕡

TRUTH

1046

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