There's a boy in a crowded mall
He is quiet
Out of place
He knows
They know
And therefore
When he slipped so quietly into
- himself -
- the wall -
- the dark empty pit of inevitable nothingness -
He did nothing
They did nothing
They had places to be, you know
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PoetryHere's my attempt at free verse poetry