My heart dances on my sleeve, Sensitive to the sharpest tongue. While heart and soul deceive, And the hunger of knowledge dances among. The practical side tells me to proceed, With the extreme caution, For the deceit has left my heart to bleed. Left my soul ultimately sullen. The impractical side tells me to cease, For further exploration will be detrimental. Sensitivity among other emotions will release, My heart will become hostile. But my soul is driven by exploration, No matter how much my heart has bled, It is overflowing with passion, Almost like sensitivity and deceit have wed.Birth sign: Sagittarius
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