i am a body
a great maze of cells
my cells dive to rock'n'roll
pop pop pop pop
pop-pop-pop-pop pop-pop
asex is the joy of being loved so hard i split in half
though i grow old
my cells are young
cell division is rebirth
the joy of being loved
snap...crackle...pop
laughter is the ecstacy of asexuality
crack
me
up
lust is an explosion of cell division in my genitals
sex makes a zygote
then asex makes a baby
a child full of cells
cells with a passion to divide
so go ahead and
split
my
cells
i love you to pieces
Birth sign: Pisces
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