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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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EMPTY POCKETS
[Verse 1] I got these empty pockets, baby, Where your sweet love used to live. Used to wake up to your heartbeat, Now I don’t know what to give. Time just flew — yeah, left me behind, Sittin’ here, cryin’ in the quiet. No goodbye, no last kiss — Just a heart that don’t know how to quit. [Refrain] Mmm, I got empty pockets, Ain’t got gold, ain’t got green, ain’t got a clue. Yeah, I got empty pockets, But baby, I’m still full of you. [Verse 2] Ain’t no pictures on the wall, Just that old clock tickin’ slow. I keep askin’ that mirror, “Hey man, where’d she go?” It don’t talk back — Just fogs up when I breathe, And hums that same sad song You used to sing to me. [Refrain] I got empty pockets, Ain’t got nothin’ I can do. Oh, I got empty pockets, But this heart’s still full of you. [Bridge] I tried to write you letters, But baby, my hands shook too much. I set fire to your memory, But that fire still burns my touch. Lord, I’m empty, I’m tired, I’m through — But somehow, I’m still carryin’ you. [Final Chorus] Yeah, I got empty, empty pockets, No luck, no plans, no breakthrough. I got empty pockets, But this fool’s still full of you. Said I got nothin’ in my hands, But your name’s in every room. Oh, I got empty pockets... But I’m still, I’m still full of you. [Outro – whispered, broken] Baby... yeah, I’m still full of you...
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