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 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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My mind changes like the weather Whether I have clouds or sunshine I never feel allowed to invest ones mind I better see how I can slow down time Hyperbolic time chamber in my design Subliminal messages that’ll nullify Sub minimal impressions Lessons too precious to mention Full Nelson’s braking intensions Time to show off my new invention Close your eyes tight. There’s no need to fight. Fright will take a hold of you when the fear starts to follow too. Flight will send you to the moon but no one is coming after you. No one is gonna have a clue. Don’t believe me. I’ll follow you. Creep behind and set the mood. You can’t see me but I can see you. Imma about to lure your soul. Compress it down into sacked coal and launch into a black hole. Claustrophobic yet? Spaghettifacation as the walls start closing in. Locks are frozen in. Coffin closes lid. You really think this is how it ends. If so. You got a few things to comprehend. I can collapse this rabbit hole on your head. Fold in on it self, origami made of lead. Oh you think you got me. I’m a head of you. Talking dead with a deranged sense of view too Aww look what I’ve done. You think you know me. I’ll let you hold my gun. Point it directly at my cranium. Pull the trigger! BANG! Now wasn’t that fun. Blood brain spillage drip all over the rug. Looks like Skull dipped in spinach dip mixed with crushed bugs. “What the hell man what is this place? Look at your damn mug!” Land of the damned, now allow me to bury your face. Make your lungs fill up with mud. Stop struggling it will be over in a moment. Just take in a deep breath and make sure you own it.
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