Myth #3: Minotaur

I knew you before you evolved,
turned into a monster,
you weren't a puzzle to be solved.

You were docile, not a beast,
now instead of joking, you feast.

Looking with pale eyes,
an empty space,
did you hear his cries?

Where do I find you,
are you there?
Will you come back,
help me tear?

Open the door,
and find him there,
is there more?
Things aren't fair.

Calm your screaming,
echoes are no longer part of my dreaming.

But I will find you,
you have something different.

You know what I mean,
stop the bickering.

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