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The Story of I and Me

I sing to you the story of me
Not a thing to be taken lightly
For me you see
Can sometimes be the story of many
For Me is not I
And I is not Me
Because the rest of the world does not know Me
Me is a complex being
Built up of choices and style
I is Me on the outside
An enigma to the boys and girls
So here I am
Writing about me
Borne by a Woman
Crafted by she and a Man
A combination of chromosomes
And a soul with designer genes
This was the birth of I
I is the body of me
It is the solid and liquid combined
It is the Body Electric
I is the physical Me
I is the boy of average height
Short hair that covers the body
I is the head that holds the brain
The brain There in I is Me
I has black hair with brown roots
I has eyes of Stormy Grey
I is the homosexual
Me is the one who is Gay
Let us linger not on I though
For what follows is the story of me

The story of Me is the tale of a Faerie
Taking the steps to be Queen
At a young age Me was affected
By First Man who was older
Older than Me
A trusted Family Friend was HYe
The First Man who affected Me
An innocent mind was that of Me
Not knowing the pleasures flash could bring
Then in a Faded Memory
First Man affected Me
First Man showed Me the Pleasure of flesh
And pleasure Me found indeed
Little Me's mind left the others behind
With a stroke of First Man's tongue and hand
Colors flew behind closed eyes
As Me was affected by He
He the First Man of Many
Of Many to Affect Little Me
Soon the two were captured
Captured by She, the Crone
Punished and Scared
first Man no longer dared
To come near the poor Little Me
She, the Crone found no guilt in Me
And told not the Mystic Two
The Mystic One, the Mother not
Nor the Mystic One, the Father
So on the outside Little I
Seemed unnaffected by He, the First Man
But if they could see below the skin
They'd find Little Me was now Me, a Man

And so the years flew by as Me and Little I
Were affected by Brand New Men
They kept Me full of pleasure
But were never He, the First Man
Me was trapped by She, the Crone
Caught in a web of Lies and Tales
Me was scared and inwardly wailed
The Mystic Two, the Mum and dad
Were caught quite unawares
As Me and Little I
Were kept from them by She, the Crone's tales
And Me and Little I found Treasure
A treasure built by Deceit
The Dolls and Toys found life with me
And talked to Me in I's head
This Childlike World would later build up
And try to conquer the Land of Me
But for now they were his only friends
as he was confused to what he was
Me didn't know of the Dancing Men
Or the ones who loved for Pay
Me only knew the men he'd known
And they all went and found girlfriends
But Me didn't really want a girl
And I didn't care in the least
So together they lived in the Land of Toys
Oblivious to Dancing Men
And as the years built on
The pounds packed on
As Me and Little I
Were trapped by She, the Crone
And Me began to hate Little I

The Mystic two went on in Life
Just as Me saw love in Mom
But Me was changed and she didn't know Me
But She Loved Me anyway
But though She loved Me and Preteen I
Inside there was a War
Me was trapped by the Toys
And Preteen I was left Deformed
Confused by the capture of Me
Preteen I feigned love to a girl
And She, the Girl was his friend
But that's all she'd ever be
And though Preteen I searched for love in Girls
He still found pleasure in Men
Soon the confusion formed a fog
And Preteen I was lost to the Toys
They won control of the body
they kept control of the soul
The world was lost to Me and I
As they stumbled around Limbo
Lost in a Netherworld of worlds
Their Power began to grow
One day a Toy quite Clueless
Read a tome full of Knowledge and Peace
And secretly from the rest of the Toys
Me and I found their release
I found his body in Ruins
Me's mind was all a Mess
And after they slaughtered the Toys
They came back to their New Old Homes
And slowly and pianfully
They started to fix the mess

She, the Girl, the Friend
Proved a great ally in fixing the mess
Years had passed and a mess still lingered
But having a friend was a blessing
She, the Girl, Best Friend, along with Me and Growing I
Lived in Friendship as Me
Taught I how they should be
And I learned in his Teenage Years
What Me had known all along:
That hte world is as Gay as you want it
As long as you have a friend
Then along came the Boy, the Beloved
Who pledged his love to Me, the gay
And I, the Hmo found kisses
Warming him every day
And so Me and I loved the Boy, the Beloved
And devoted themselves to him
And the secret was kept from She, Best Friend
Until later when she became She, Soul Sister
The Boy, the Beloved
Gave Me and I harmony
Sweet Kisses and Burning Pleasure
And Me and I were happy
But on a cold and wintry day
She, the Succubus took the Beloved away
Aghast that the Beloved could love her
Me and I left the Beloved to Her
And went on in their Life
Slowly and sadly they told their tale
To the ears of the Trusted Few
And soon She, Best Friend became Soul Sister
As she accepted the secret tooM

In Me and I's Junior Year
They finally learned to Live
They learned to drive
And started to Shop
And built a library for Faeries and Queers
In tomes of knowledge and fiction
Me learned to Love I again
The Body was still too shapeless
But Me loved I nonetheless
They faced the Fear of Plague
Thinking of all the Men
If only there had been
Someone to teach them better
That you could love men without pleasuring them
But that was the past
And there's nothing to do
To alter the past
But learn to live they did
Along with Soul Sister, Best Friend and Friends
They read of the life of others
And saw they weren't alone
They found the life they wanted
And found the future to be their home
And into the future they waded
Slowly trying not to slip
For the rocks of life are slippery
As the Tides of Time smooth them
Me and I left their Junior Year
And moved into a Summer of Change
By the start of their Senior Year
A new Body was taking shape
And Me and I loved each other for once in Life

Still the story has not ended
As the Senior Year goes through
Me and I battle on still
But this time they fight together
Appearances change
But the mind merely adjusts
Me, the Mind has grown still
And I is tired of being kicked into the dust
Together we fight heartache
As we search out those of our kind
And we still wait for the Future
To find the Man, Dream Man
To find Love to Love once more
As we go from being just Me and I
And wait to become a Man
We long for a loving lover
As we make the mistake of loving First Man
First Man, the First of Many
Is in our life again
And we try to love him
But he resists
But we wait
And we grow and learn
To fight
We fight those who hurt us
As we search for love
And the Mystic Two, She, the Crone
Soul sister, and the Trusted Few
All have places in my heart
All make changes in my life
We hope they always will
But still we swim; and always will

Sadly Sadly not quite Madly
She, Soul Sister, Best Friend
Has left Me and I alone in this world
She's fallen for He, the Hateful Boy
Oh well, She's just a girl
The Trusted Few have become Tainted
And we wait for our Downfall
It's simply another lesson on how cruel
Life can be
And how Spiteful the world shows itself to be
She, the Crone is plagued
By He, the Husband, the Old
She fears for her safety while in his company alone
Melancholic sadness has settled upon Me
And the heart of I is aching
Aching Hurting and Breaking
As quickly approaches the Two Year point
Of Love's Last Kiss
We've found a man, the Man Desired
Who is tall and cute as can be
But he's older than our physical years
So that Me is Shy and I is timid
And our heart aches as graduation approaches
After that day we'll move away
To the Tainted Paradise
Where Love can be found but children are
Given to Murderers
There where lives She, the Best Friend, the Aunt
Who will help us gain a life
Which hopefully we'll healthily live
But deep down we fear the Blackest Fear
That the Plague has its grip on our Fate
But we hope and pray it is just fear

Let's say that Me and I grow up
And let's say that they move away
No longer in school
And away from the Originating Place
Together they go out in the world
They live and work and, after some time, Play
They have a few men
Andthey love a few men
They make and lose a few friends
And over time the lines get blurred
Imagine
If you will
That one day they wake up
And they are joined
They are living with Man of the Heart
But he's grown distant
And they are broke and are working Poor Labor
Me and I have merged
They have become Boy Man
He is Desperate
Soul Sister makes contact
And Boy misses her
The Man aches
And they leave the Man of the Heart
And they leave the State of the Sun
And go back to the Originating Place
But he is changed
And will not unchange
But he's lonely
And misses the Sun
But the Path is chosen
So Boy Man and Soul Sister
Have started a life together

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