by Mallory Hoffman

Created on: April 04, 2010

Mystery Lurks:

The moon was full tonight, the breeze terribly cold.
And as the leaves rustled in the trees, I couldn't help but feel so old.
My pulse thumped with each movement of approaching feet,
so I quickly ran to the maze; this bad omen I didn't want to meet.
I heaved a few breaths of air, trying to regain my breath,
if I didn't hurry up soon surely this would be my death.
My nose began to run as I twisted and turn in the maze,
if I wasn't smart enough, quick enough-I could be stuck here for days.
I heard the footsteps follow me they were rushing from behind,
and when I looked for the exit there was none to find.
I twirled around to meet my upcoming doom,
if I hadn't let this stranger in my life-I wouldn't be faced with this gloom.
With my hand pressed to my heart and stars before my eyes,
quite to my dismay I was in for a nasty surprise.

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