Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

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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Closure
As far as I can see Reality pushed by fiction Miss it And it becomes an addiction Consequently I was cast to a region of softer absence Following my trials, conquering my needs Living life in high speed with no seat belt to fasten Out here in the cold Even my enemies wonder how I’m lasting Picture a softer voice asking No more as far as I can see Survival in this area code Consist of suffering to behold A day I might look to grow old At times I can see myself nearly explode But I just couldn’t see myself Fallen victim in this poorly lit corridor And other than my viewers, Who else would I put an end to this story for? And in the end Perhaps I can look for smiles to send Who am I kidding? I’m a child of pitiable grown men This is as far as I can see Forgive me for the harlots I lay within I guess it was mother missed in friend The flesh I kiss to mend Lusting away the pain within Intently I gaze upon soothing thoughts Whispers, a fluent scent, assuming it was my fault An outcast, not even orphans looked to see Even as we were two of the same Only as phantoms we looked to be Nothing more as far as I can see
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