http://slow.writerscafe.org/hiddenangel21 The original writings of author laura en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776119983 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 You look at me like you know me the harsh truth is you don’t.  You walk past me like I am nothing but dirt under your feet. The clothes I wear aren’t new there holly and old. The house I live in is broken dreams cold abandoned is my life. When I look at you I see hope in your eyes, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hiddenangel21/977584/