The King Charles Era

The King Charles Era
New sound, new style, still the same loser.

King Charles Hamilton! King Charles the Hamilton!

When You Come To Mind (a love poem)






I lose my nerve when you come to mind. 

I lose all words when you come to mind.

So I had to make sure you only come to mind, time to time.

And you fit in that pocket.

You make it make sense to miss you.

And since missing you, I've been missing.

I take my time healing, and filling the void.

That you left.

Just by hanging up the phone.

When you come to mind, I am void of words. 

Just left with a Kool-Aid smile and the desire for a hug.

Hug me, baby!!!







#beseated

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A Master Piece

Sit back and watch a master bait. #stillKing