Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

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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Thoughts from a feeble mind. Shattered, broken, lying in agony. Body reflects the minds output. A broken husk of what once was. I’ve heard it all before, “Time heals all wounds”, “Keep your head up”, “If you love something let it go”, But it’s all well mannered lies. I’m told not to give up, But an end looks so right. An end... An end to my pain. Joints too sore, Mind always racing, Depression taking over. I’m trying to help, Uplifting them, but destroying me. Nothing I can say, It’s all been said before. Hope.. Hope is a key word I’m thinking of. Hope holds me high, thinking about love. But without hope, I’m left defeated. A mind trying to protect you, But causing so much unreal sadness. A tangible outcome, Only in my dreams. But can dreams become a reality? If they do, then I am beyond excited, But if they do I also fear for my life. At least I would, But there’s no fear left. Only uncertainty. Uncertainty of my love, uncertainty of finances, Uncertainty affecting all. I can only say, “come back to me”, so few times. It wouldn’t be fair. But life isn’t fair. Loving is an essential part of life, And I’ve messed up. Writing words that you’ll never read, Would they matter anyway? Nothing will change, Because it’s all coming from a broken mind.
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