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Jun 2014
The dark silence loomed around us
Like a knife ready to fall
We feared our blood being spilled around us all

When the first scream errupted I was ready to run
But the dark all around us made me stumble and fall
When we realized he died, we all sprinted in fright and
hoped that we all got out alive.

Running forever in chaotic silence
Trying too hard to keep surviving

Screams all around me cut through like spears
Swiftly dead bodies were falling from spheres.
These spheres were like slicing bullets
they were, like enclosing traps with goo and gore.

Running forever in chaotic silence
Trying too hard to keep surviving

We followed the underground path,
until we spotted a metallic ladder
Climbing and climbing, the screeching growing louder,
We opened the lid and climbed out of the sewer.

Blinding light hit us like searing pain,
and blinded us all though we thought we might be safe again.
Some more screams errupting, as dead bodies fall, we quickly
clmbed out of our imprisoned hall.
This is just what I felt after reading Maze Runner, and so I took one of the moments and made it into a poem.
Daria
Written by
Daria  Washington
(Washington)   
921
   --- and Raven
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