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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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Horribleness
If only fate could allow me death , I could forever be grateful, If only destiny would cut me loose , I wouldn't wonder again. If only death was a stone throw away , I could pay a visit without turmoil, If only I had known , I would have never existed! I dance with flames , I sing with claims, So big you become a venture , A truth sorted beyond reach . Come to me gentle love , Come to dear hope , Kiss me not so long , Death I wish for ,you are my sunshine. If only tears would let me see , If only guilt would let me act , If only the past would let me live , I would be with you dear death . Tell me a soothing warning, Shout at me a command to follow , I can't leave kissing ashes without that fire , Burn away the tiring joy . Is it not tears I look forward to ? Death,is it not the burning I long for ? Is it not the curse I want ? Take pride in my torture, My body is a template , A canvas written with a bleeding scalpel, Kill me but let me fall onto your hands .
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