no, I never lose control,
live an alone life, concerns me,
however much to others, goes too far,
maintain difference and concept.
a face, two faces, follow in front,
friends of present and past,
have extremely captivating,
talk about a new aurora.
moments running,
things happen, man losing,
control escapes, time going by;
crazy to tangle, always wrapping.
but life follows a struggle,
feelings forgotten
like an animal, with brutish strength,
hardened in corroded times.
but never lose control,
not even my steps not even of self
going to progeny.
cursed drug to interfere;
bringing disgrace
almost force me to give up.
passing my existence;
no question of competence...
life as well as you are.
don't even conquer new conquests;
saint of pure reflexes of an illusion,
cherishes when lacking faith.
Author notes
Prompt: Control
A contest entry
- Quickie: Control by Laura-Critchley.
450 points, ended January 12, 2008, 6 entries
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