she's the type of girl
to give you your
favorite flowers
then stomp on
them before
handing them
to you

Two years later I lost my life to the past and four months later I realized I
COULD live my life without you
Six months earlier I struggled to find myself because you blinded me with your shiny teeth and bright eyes yet now I'm here
Still sad, but no *****.

This is what the storm took out
you ******* ******* *****
Look out
Because right now I am calm
And that's the worst that this could get.

She won't like
what I've got to say,
Well, should have
behaved a better way,
now I'm here,
feeling my best
and I have no regrets,
tell the girl bye
because I won't cry.

I'm unapologetic,
her act, so pathetic,
she messed with a bad *****,
turned apathetic I'm
moving on to ****,
unapologetic.

And now she better
walk that other way,
better have nothing to say,
the tables have turned,
left her to burn.
You better walk that other way,
because there's nothing
left to salvage,
you messed with a savage *****
and I won't be
providing no bandage,
I've moved on, unapologetic.

- Crimsyy

**A/N: This is what occurs when someone messes with a savage poet. Here's a hint: you won't get away with it. Thankyou for reading! What do you think of this poem?