Hide And Seek By: Michael Dykhoff 7/29/01 Just breathe, And seethe. Open the door. Come inside. Lear to run, And then we�ll hide. Dodge the hurtful memories. This happiness doesn�t grow on trees. Words are swimming through my brain. I pull them out and love the pain. Too bad I don�t have a thing to gain. Inspiration comes in the form of fading rain. Hopefully these feelings will still remain.
