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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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enigma
you think … you know me? no apologies for your pharisaic attempts to hurt me … go right ahead I’ve taken far sharper swords - rusty, jagged-edged goodbyes and lancinating ne’er-do-wells carelessly dragged across my throat or thrust ‘tween the ribs of my better judgements I won’t even move - I can’t, you see my stack of sins is much too overwhelming - I don’t own a rug large enough to sweep them under … so … plunge away! any hateful blade will do but don’t pretend to know what spins my gears or motivates this foolish ol’ ticker and don’t feign to know what abyss my surf-born doubloons sink to (shimm’ring with moonkiss) it’s a darkness I paid dearly for with intense grief and terror … and pain - the separation of flesh from sinew blood as sweet as venom a sting that has no mitigation and eyes that can never close … many gazed the bowels of that black and ached to know its shadowed awe but no breath can reach the depths of such inky complexity and no wit can mark its fathoms … ‘tis a bottomless algorithm one you cannot hope to divine and be indebted that you can’t - for I’m naught but your coursing and there is no primmer to my code … the maelstroms that swirl that core are vortices of chaos unintended for a world of subtle sedition or defensive righteousness and always just one “I love you” shy … of sanity. ~ POETRY AGAINST POVERTY ~ ( photographic art created copyright-free by the author with Gemini AI / Meta AI software )
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