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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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nothing happened today but should expect it? Lousy thoughts of a bored mind sitting on a empty chest listening to a hollow motor. I want to be sedated; the song is playing the tune but the actual meaning is willing full. Kkkk: the sound on my tongue smacking against the roof of my mouth...it wants a playmate... Every day feels the same, the same fills every day. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bouncing ruins! Adhesive stench! Dumbfounding amnesia! Dill filly should I just finger my brain(just as my body) to enjoy self effortless bliss? Running around and stripping my clothes, so I could just bend over like a cat in heat. Eating away at my skin, that has become dull and unappetizing even to my lingering eyes. Avalanches are made by just the right amount of sound... May I scream, so something of my unintellectual interest could come prowling in to entice me. I f e l l into the emptiness within my skull and started dulling.
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