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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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Conflict
Conflict Hobbes Darkened soul, Blackened heart. Thoughts of death, Always start. Voice is heard, Arguing. Conflict starts, Same old thing. Sanity, Just a word. State of mind, So obsered. Questions asked, Stakes are raised. Heart of stone, Never phased. Future bleak, Sight is dim. Act/React, Sink or swim. Escape plan, Running blind. Fates scream out, Intertwined. Follow me, Truth or dare. Check it out, Stop and stare. Knife on arm, Blood is spilled. Inosence Has been killed. Take me now, From this place. Let me fall, Loose the race. Mind is lost, Darkness creeps. As I die, Loved ones weep. Primal thoughts Take control. Trapped inside, Made un whole. Forfeit life, Trip and fall. Watch my sins, Consume all. Final chance, One way out. Gun to head, Final shout. Trigger slips, Thud on floor. Can not harm, live no more. Final thought, He is dead. Gone for good, Filled with lead. My release, Finally. Silence sets, I am free.
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