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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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Authentic Pain
Poems request that I be authentic. I am unsure my pen can take it. I live life as an emotional sayer, but should I now reveal each layer my blood will spill upon this paper. I have sought to give life tender smiles while enduring heart wrenching trials. I have glued events found fragile into some matter I can handle. I have not once run or pretended, or taken pain and tried to bend it, for one truth grew – my Father sent it. To have peace, I must befriend it or, God forgive, I must end it. One small second is all powerful and all it took to destroy all I knew. It did not eclipse past tears lived thru, but forever altered pain’s known hue. Here I am, at the mid-century mark searching out a new life for my heart. Such desires are not easily caught. The universe bruised, we constantly fought. Life injures, it will hurt and blister. Then there is joy, the sweetest kisser, and for that I am still prompted on, longing for fear-notes to leave my song. Sadness revealed my spiritual soul, took it thru hell to achieve its goal. Each hurt is a small grain of my total pain, so raw and brave behind my human name. October 21, 2015
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