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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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Butterflies that sometimes bleed blue Love, is a butterfly that bleeds blue sometimes. By that I mean love is like the endless skies at night, vast, like the stars they give memories to this ocean of black. Speak to the body, because it is the bed that keeps you warm. A man's love, the pillows that made king Solomon sing songs, of love. A love, that made you want more than this that you have now. You wrote in red, a red that reminds you of your blood that flows through you, the bearer of a loving heart. Every red that you see reminds you of the butterflies you feel inside each time your lovers scent wakes you, at night in bed. You thought the river between would keep you apart, but they crossed it, and swallowed that too to give you something full, to hold at night when the ghosts you hold back paint your mind with hate. Like you didn't deserve this, like your past are the building layers to the barricade that encloses your red. Your sun, in an ocean of blue will never make sense, though it is clear as day. The butterflies will still fly, and you will grasp on to the chance that they do not bleed blue. I hope this time, that this turns out to be true, because sometimes they don't, but most times, they really do. 11/10/18

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Butterflies That Sometimes Bleed Blue

Butterflies that sometimes bleed blue Love, is a butterfly that bleeds blue sometimes. By that I mean love is like the endless skies at night, vast, like the stars they give memories to this ocean of black. Speak to the body, because it is the bed that keeps you warm. A man's love, the pillows that made king Solomon sing songs, of love. A love, that made you want more than this that you have now. You wrote in red, a red that reminds you of your blood that flows through you, the bearer of a loving heart. Every red that you see reminds you of the butterflies you feel inside each time your lovers scent wakes you, at night in bed. You thought the river between would keep you apart, but they crossed it, and swallowed that too to give you something full, to hold at night when the ghosts you hold back paint your mind with hate. Like you didn't deserve this, like your past are the building layers to the barricade that encloses your red. Your sun, in an ocean of blue will never make sense, though it is clear as day. The butterflies will still fly, and you will grasp on to the chance that they do not bleed blue. I hope this time, that this turns out to be true, because sometimes they don't, but most times, they really do. 11/10/18