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The blinding yellow cover 
drew me in, 
pages of do's and do's 
were my mantra, 
to trust such eyes 
that others warned me 
were covered in lies, 
soft voice assuring 
leading my heart, 
in belief of something 
that my head still proclaimed 
impossible 
throw your heart in 
see it tossed 
as a plaything, 
but always hope 
he might come around 
announcing intentions 
to rhyme with yours, 
I want, 
Yo quiero, 
Je veux, 
Ek wil, 
still lies in tongues 
that I bought as a serenade, 
and successful in aim 
to break my own heart

Heartbreak for Dummies