Avenus Sans Pitie Poet Lyric

Anna Marie

Annamarie, desert rose in bloom,
Southwest sun her dark perfume.
Offered my heart and laid it bare,
She laughed and tossed it in the air.
Teased with a glance and whispered word,
Then turned away, my plea unheard.
Ignored my love and honest soul,
Left me standing, cold and unwhole.
She chose another of weak will,
Whose demons ran dark, a bitter still.
Alcoholic hand, a shadowed life,
Annamarie, cutting with a knife.
Watched them stumble through the night,
Her light fading, losing its might.
Love I held so pure and true,
Turned to something dark and new.
Annamarie, you made your bed,
Now you lie there, filled with dread.
The man you scorned, now looks away,
Hate bloomed where once love held sway
Teased with a glance and whispered word,
Then turned away, my plea unheard.
Ignored my love and honest soul,
Left me standing, cold and unwhole.
She chose another of weak will,
Whose demons ran dark, a bitter still.
Alcoholic hand, a shadowed life,
Annamarie, cutting with a knife.
Watched them stumble through the night,
Her light fading, losing its might.
Love I held so pure and true,
Turned to something dark and new.
Annamarie, you made your bed,
Now you lie there, filled with dread.
The man you scorned, now looks away,
Hate bloomed where once love held sway

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