Cave Conscious

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My name is my name but who am I to you, from the words I stutter when talking to the way I look into your eyes when thinking of you. Am I who I am for the reason that it keeps me sane to your thoughts or am I self caved in when it comes to my true nature. Am I unique in terms of my own faults or I'm just another guy who would supply you with pleasure. With my chain forever cold on my neck, and my pants sagging off the neck of my waist, I have things hidden that I need to tell, though they are quite nasty, I wonder if the palate of your heart would bare the taste. From a simple kiss on the neck by a person who was then a friend, was that all it took for things to turn out like this.