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Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.



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How long did it take her to be free? How long did it take For the wingless dragonfly to finally open her heart to the world How long did it take for her to overcome Devil’s workshop Slowly caressing her retinas With silky daffodils and two-faced tulips Where Now She dives into a glistening pool of complicated risk Opening her atrium to the masses Shedding incumbent teardrops Just for that one standing ovation To SET HER FREE! It was then Where pieces of plastic chains fell from demure stratosphere Dented taps, similar to a shoeless dancer, Setting off bass tones and low-key monotony For she was One cholesterol filled syllable short To be genuine One tearful, hyphenated lyric Too blunt To be embraced by their “god” One dilapidated vowel shy Of being honest Her diary didn’t have enough pages torn From emerald sanity There were too many “Wows”, Diluting into disingenuous shoulder pats Her stanza pushed aside A glorified booty call with no call back number Leaving messages towards empty dial tones … How long will it take her to be free? Until she looks up Knowing she already holds the key ©Drake J. Eszes
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