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Array ( [sid] => 104466 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Lost Control (Sand & Bone) [time] => 2005-08-27 00:37:46 [hometext] => [bodytext] => She's beauty and she's pain
I'm addicted to her game

The remote to her mind
Is always set on rewind

She's a selfish witch with a heart of gold
The fire makes her hard to hold

I can't get her out of my mind
Her body could be mine

But I can't speak
I'm too weak

She's got her whip around my neck
I've missed my baggage check

Now I'm stuck in the lobby again
Left to ponder all my sins

Left for days and my mind no longer controls
The keyboard to my mind is full of holes

Like a zombified piece of sand
My mind and body disconnected from my hand

A puppet to a slave master
Always working faster and faster

No longer seeing the light of day
I've been left to decay

Sand and bones are all that remain
A slave to a master that went insane [comments] => 5 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 13 [informant] => CrazyCowboy557 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Lost Control (Sand & Bone)

Contributed by CrazyCowboy557 on Saturday, 27th August 2005 @ 12:37:46 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



She's beauty and she's pain
I'm addicted to her game

The remote to her mind
Is always set on rewind

She's a selfish witch with a heart of gold
The fire makes her hard to hold

I can't get her out of my mind
Her body could be mine

But I can't speak
I'm too weak

She's got her whip around my neck
I've missed my baggage check

Now I'm stuck in the lobby again
Left to ponder all my sins

Left for days and my mind no longer controls
The keyboard to my mind is full of holes

Like a zombified piece of sand
My mind and body disconnected from my hand

A puppet to a slave master
Always working faster and faster

No longer seeing the light of day
I've been left to decay

Sand and bones are all that remain
A slave to a master that went insane




Copyright © CrazyCowboy557 ... [ 2005-08-27 00:37:46]
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Re: Lost Control (Sand & Bone) (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Saturday, 27th August 2005 @ 03:16:23 AM AEST
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I am not sure what i think about this one. the words flowed well. (I think this descrbes infactuation) Great write.


Re: Lost Control (Sand & Bone) (User Rating: 1 )
by anitajames on Saturday, 27th August 2005 @ 02:33:24 PM AEST
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Interesting and thought provoking


Re: Lost Control (Sand & Bone) (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 27th August 2005 @ 03:42:51 PM AEST
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I'm guessing this is about a girl but could be wrong and possibly not understand what it is about but It is very intresing and different. In a good way Good write


Re: Lost Control (Sand & Bone) (User Rating: 1 )
by MorningDove on Saturday, 27th August 2005 @ 06:42:42 PM AEST
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I don't know about this one. This sounds more like an addiction to me. Where in the end the addicted is always left to decay because the slave master is not attainable. Once your are hooked you are left on your own because they know they have you addicted and you will come back. Maybe wrong but that is what I get from it.

Rita


Re: Lost Control (Sand & Bone) (User Rating: 1 )
by CrazyCowboy557 on Saturday, 27th August 2005 @ 08:52:26 PM AEST
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MD, that sounds better than about a woman, but when I wrote it, I just wrote it, I'm not sure what I was thinkin'




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