TMR IMAGINES

The Maze Runner Poem.

I can't remember
Not even my name 
My memory is lost 
and WICKED's to blame 
I got sent to the Glade 
Where chuck, Minho and Newt all lived 
Going into the the maze 
at night 
They forbid 
We have to escape
The want is true
The amount of people that got out were few 
Our life in the Scorch 
Will be new.