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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 the photo graphic, 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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How rude
Success in my hand The power and the glory On top of the world I am invincible; me The little ones left by the wayside without care I take what I want and to hell with their despair for my life is mine and I do not care for them they raised me up high and now there's no need of them. their pitiful cries as they ask for my help; no they are beneath me I'm on top of my game; go they should work harder for I have attained it all their jealous actions they can't wait to see me fall And fall I did for... I discarded my support there was no one left to encourage through nought I was abandoned and fury; my demeanour for once I had all but my loss is now keener struggling to rise up cannot bear to look, to start reclusive I am the world I knew fell apart avoiding my life as I sit in the darkness squandering choices hiding from my own smartness and do nothing but nothing for that catharsis depression my friend the filth it stacks up; a mess I cannot clean it the will has left, I have stress no need to arise There is no appointment set lay here, die in shame for a prouder time frames bet energised to sloth I have become the mundane through lust; greed attained I kept it all, unshared, vain And wallow in self My shame defined - reality To those I have hurt discarded and used, malady I need you all now If only you'd forgive me but here I sit; spent I'm denied all connections and life passes by alone. 25/10/2018 - Edward Ibeh
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