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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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Email To Subby Conscience
(Gail's Note: Reply Email from Subby Conscience is the sequel to this.) To: Subby Conscience From: gadeb@zzzsmail.com Re: Communication between You and Me Date: February 4, 2012 Why isn't it easy to call you at will? Couldn't I just Twitter or email you until You provide the answer in clear, solid terms So that I don't have to lie in your chaotic squirms? Instead, you tug at my psyche And laugh at my logic. You taunt and tug at my struggles And sap my dream tonic. You expose my repression While disguised as a friend All the while sneaking around In my personal REM. A swirl of feelings Interferes with the theme. Makes my heart pound and pound. Makes it seem like a scheme To interrupt sleep And destroy my 8 hours. To wither my psyche And sap super powers. And then comes the waiting Sometimes for years Of what this all means Could it always be fear? But unknown to you Over time you are helping To harness the pounding And process all my days' yelpings So that I can function in the AM and more While you are repressed as I cozily soar. Published in PS: It's Still Poetry Volume II
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