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Me and my friend Benny have been friends for a while He’d come over even when I was a child He had always been quite wild Really odd for any other lad in the town But that’s alright, I don’t really mind My friend Benny follows me around like a stray dog Although we surely do argue a lot Cause he fails to understand what’s right and what’s wrong But still, we somehow get along But why does my heart stop when I sense the smell of his cologne? I swear, Benny is not so bad He just likes to remind me of the things I might not like He likes to sit on a chair beside my bed And watch me as I have nightmares But he wipes my tears Then hits me hard so I wake up My friend Benny doesn’t talk a lot But he’d speak out his mind regardless of what cost I can see him outside of my window at night Refuses to leave even after he comes out He likes to cause chaos, especially when I’m stable He doesn’t like it when I feel better My friend Benny looks quite strange I’ve never seen a face on that blank head Half of his slander body are just legs His hands fall to the floor, he drags them behind as he walks And I think, never completely sure, he might be over eight feet tall I think, I think, and I think, he might not be human at all
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Jan 23
Jan 23, 2026 at 5:06 PM UTC
My friend Benny
Me and my friend Benny have been friends for a while He’d come over even when I was a child He had always been quite wild Really odd for any other lad in the town But that’s alright, I don’t really mind My friend Benny follows me around like a stray dog Although we surely do argue a lot Cause he fails to understand what’s right and what’s wrong But still, we somehow get along But why does my heart stop when I sense the smell of his cologne? I swear, Benny is not so bad He just likes to remind me of the things I might not like He likes to sit on a chair beside my bed And watch me as I have nightmares But he wipes my tears Then hits me hard so I wake up My friend Benny doesn’t talk a lot But he’d speak out his mind regardless of what cost I can see him outside of my window at night Refuses to leave even after he comes out He likes to cause chaos, especially when I’m stable He doesn’t like it when I feel better My friend Benny looks quite strange I’ve never seen a face on that blank head Half of his slander body are just legs His hands fall to the floor, he drags them behind as he walks And I think, never completely sure, he might be over eight feet tall I think, I think, and I think, he might not be human at all
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Jan 23
Jan 23, 2026 at 5:06 PM UTC
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