Gothâ„¢ Street Team

I've walked this forsaken land only knowing the vision of hate, corruption, and false lies. I see no justice but only needs. The concept of love is not soothing for my skin. For I have walked this plain with to marks on my neck I have been drained of all life. Nothing but wires and substance of others do I live. I dance to the synthetic sounds in my head and make them. I hold rallies where I unleash these messages brought on wings of the fallen. Words I speak are few and far between. I've been ravaged by time and only continue to be. So my time is selective to only those that haunt my memories. I can only remember in my past life I played music, I Dj'ed and used to do lots of art activities (drawing, Painting, making clothes). I'm sometimes remembering what I used to be like closed up to those I did not know open to those who haunt me. Yet my memories faded away and I lose my train of thoughts too much to remember or encamp ace in my words. If you feel we share anything in common been warned I may slit your throat or may be welcoming. I preferred in my past life those with similar interest and likes of music taste and at intelligence. If none of this fit then don't trespass because dead men tell no tales.
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