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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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You Told a Story
They clamor over you, demanding a fresh tale. You think back to your childhood Of the friends you'd made and lost And you begin to speak. You told a story of a kid who didn't understand the world Who never understood how to properly speak Who learned to take in others like them. But it wasn't enough. So you told a story of a kid who tamed the nearly domesticated Who hugged creatures with flattened teeth Who admired their bleating and their screams. But it wasn't enough. So you told a story of a kid who named themself for the night Who meditated upon the stars Who cried out for mercy in the unforgiving sky. But it wasn't enough. So you told a story of a kid who was scared of themself Who hated that they couldn't be strong Who feared what they might do to themself. But it wasn't enough. So you told a story of a kid who hurt themself. Who screamed in pain when they couldn't forgive Who picked scabs for fun and dotted the blood in pretty patterns on a napkin. The listeners shriek in disgust. They hadn't wanted you to tell that story. The story of a kid who meant everything. The story of a kid who meant nothing. They were the same kid.
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