Breeders

I'm growing seed in a haystack

I give it a splash of green

It's not the sun

It's not the water

There's something more to make me live

And I breed and I can't feel but sap tears when I'm cut off

I'm a living gnat

Mating and flying

We're two but seem one

Like a siamese kind of thing

Or if I was propped in to a mirror

And I may not even feel but I drop blood tears, I stole from beings

'cause' I'm only here for reproduction so that my coded information is passed

On and on and on an I can have a glimpse at immortality