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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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in an alternate universe, everything is different but still quite the same. in another world, we are born from unmarked graves and only named when we die. in another world, i am aware of how slick and easy your words are, how everything you touch withers away, and i don’t fall in love with you, regardless. in another world, i am neither the tin-man nor the scarecrow, and definitely not the lion. which is to say, i fight back, and make my voice heard. which is to say, i have a brain and use it. which is to say, i have a heart, and you’re not in it. here, in this universe, you cannot be found in the lines of the poems i write, cannot be heard like an insistent ringing in my head, cannot be seen behind my eyelids every time they close. as backwards as it is, you aren’t in the lines of every song i’ve ever dedicated to you, aren’t present in the night sky like the stars i said i’d pick for you, not even caring that my hands would burn. here, the sun does shine brighter than you, the moon doesn’t smile for you, and neither do i. baby, the metaphors here, they don’t fit you. (here’s to hoping they never will, again.)
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