Danielle Connelly

Joined August 2017

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I'm Danielle. I spend a lot of my time in nature and with my dog Jr. I've been writing poetry and small excerpts since I was about twelve years old and have always found peace in being able to express myself through my writing.

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The Wooden Chest
When I leave you on the wooden chest, that holds all of your things, I know that you don't mind. You know that your not in the way.
By Danielle Connelly7 years ago in Poets
One Yesterday
I'd trade many of my tomorrow's, For one yesterday with you. I'd give my freedom and be a slave If I knew the offer were true.
By Danielle Connelly7 years ago in Poets
We Lose Ourselves
We lose ourselves trying to reach for "better things," When we should have been watering the grass where we stood. Our own actions and choices reflect on how our life will ride out.
By Danielle Connelly7 years ago in Poets
I'm Angry
I'm angry because of my faults. I'm angry because of my decisions. I'm angry at real things that turned out to be illusions.
By Danielle Connelly7 years ago in Poets

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The Wooden Chest

One Yesterday

We Lose Ourselves

I'm Angry

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