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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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My Reality
I’ve lived and I’ve loved or so I thought, came out broken, beaten and battered. A false embrace a kiss of lies, All loves games I bought. Tried to be just who I am, Not one would care to ease. Friends, family or chosen mate, Would bring me to my knees Shut my mouth to obstruct the blow, The Anger, fury and wrath, The Inevitable Invisible tears will follow Down the well known well lit path. Gone is my spirit my wings my will, Life no longer has meaning, only evil No reason for happiness, to laugh or smile The bruises will fade from a life so vile. I’ve tried to be strong, I’ve tried to endure, But the cracks in my heart are too deep to cure. Every smile forced, every tear unseen the battle recurs of a war routine Shrink to the floor to block the blows, The venom, the anger, the fury that grows The bruises they fade, but the pain never goes, I waste in the ashes feel my will decompose. A life once lived, a soul once whole, "lost in the darkness of my own swallowed soul" No hope for a future, no light in the dark, Just a lonely heart shattered, too broken to spark.
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