These are imagines about Thomas Brodie-Sangster or his character in the Maze Runner series, Newt. These imagines can follow the story line of Maze Runner or can be off.

The booming sound interrupts the creativity of us, We got lost by their mistakes, Never realised what we had done. We lost in our souls. And when it becomes a piece of nothing, Coming through with such stupid diseases, They caught us. What do we do to escape from all of these? We sat on a Black Seat. Didn't realise that it was ages ago. When someone declared something, That they made a place to separate us. What do we do to be together again?

"To the boy on the end of my arm, come meet me somewhere halfway. Cause I've heard everything that you had to say. But now we can't play anymore." "From a girl with one eye on the skyline, counting peaks and towers. But I keep seeing sorrow flying wishing it away. Till I don't know what to say anymore."