Kang's head had won the battle but lost the war.

The head had lost a great deal of flesh and there were fibers hanging like a mane.

It was the first time Harvath had ever seen a major head of state lose his composure.

I shook my head, musing, as he nodded, lost in memory and the flow of his own voice.

Had he seen, and spoken, His head should lose its tongue.

But times were hard and the head of the family lost his job, so they couldn't afford to feed me any longer.

His head tilted to one side, and he lost consciousness.

He shook his head, still smiling, lost in the memory.

Out in the hall, with the closed door between them, Laurent leaned his head against the wood, lost about what to do next.

But the plasticine merely flattened, the head lost its identity.