This is Charlie
Charlie had been in a slump, a depression, since the November last year. The reasons for this were several. The first was that his candidate in the election had lost and he had been forced to spend election night amongst people who cheered the President-elect. This had broken down an already weak spirit and forced Charlie deeper.
The next step to the path of destruction happened when he fell in love with the singer of the band Jefferson Airplane; Grace Slick. He met Grace back in the days when The Matrix was still an underground place and where the bourbon was cheap. Grace had better things to do than to socialize with a social dead-beat and drunk like Charlie. They were opposites in almost every way.
Today Charlie drinks bourbon, gin and pints of Guinness while trying to move on. He won't do it, you see that, ey? He doesn't need anyone to hold his hands; he needs someone to reload his gun. The gun, the bottle, the mood... Charlie is too far gone now. Charlie passed a friend on the street today. A friend from happier days, a good friend. Charlie didn't even recognize him. No wonder Grace stays clear, Charlie knows more than you think.
The next step to the path of destruction happened when he fell in love with the singer of the band Jefferson Airplane; Grace Slick. He met Grace back in the days when The Matrix was still an underground place and where the bourbon was cheap. Grace had better things to do than to socialize with a social dead-beat and drunk like Charlie. They were opposites in almost every way.
Today Charlie drinks bourbon, gin and pints of Guinness while trying to move on. He won't do it, you see that, ey? He doesn't need anyone to hold his hands; he needs someone to reload his gun. The gun, the bottle, the mood... Charlie is too far gone now. Charlie passed a friend on the street today. A friend from happier days, a good friend. Charlie didn't even recognize him. No wonder Grace stays clear, Charlie knows more than you think.
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