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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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Closing your eyes in jumbled bliss you place your thumb On the little plunger. The needle knows its way To your malleable misguided mind that Conjures the image of the white lines on the table Looking like road surface markings. Now it seems that your trip is only one-way. Once more the impossible colours explode into life: Those psychedelic blossoms which you comfortably Let run wild, just as they allowed you to do four years ago in That Parisian hotel room. You ruminate on your new habit, Glancing indifferently at the revolver inked on your forearm. Yet you know that your deadly game of Russian Roulette will soon end. You know it hurts, the way their words sting. They think they know that everything is wrong, and nothing is right. And wonder how they became hypnotised by Your lies that you spill everywhere in fragments of warped linguistics; It must be strange to think that these controlled substances Are in fact the devilish imps controlling your pliable puny brain, And that those spectral cyclones in your head cannot heal The scars you gave to a broken-hearted family.
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