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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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Every now and then, A memory will surface, Emerging from within, Secretive in purpose. Revealing bits of life, I didn’t know exist, Ashamed of what I’ve done, Things I should resist. They happened in a state, That surely wasn’t me, Inhibitions undiscovered, Exploration; casually. Liquor of deception, Relaxing from inside, Conspiracy of cells, Contempt of what they hide. So far away, All the recollections, Maybe yesterday, Created these perceptions. Save me from myself, Both of me collide, Wading in the ocean, Brought back with evening tide. Putting together days, Making sense of nights, Disgusted with results, Of unrelenting heights. Flashes of men, Getting what they want, Obliging to the fullest, All the while I haunt, A body that I share, With a decent girl, I am the oyster, She is the pearl. I know she knows, That I exist, Who else would have, Slit our wrist. Arriving with the whiskey, Taking it from there, Undo her blouse, Let down her hair, Let go of dreams, Rules and restrictions, Misrepresent, Her derelictions, And when I am tired, I allow her return, Hiding the truth, That she wants to learn.
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