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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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EXECUTION Fire! Fire! Fire ! Dreams come and go In the midst of the thought of a Dead and the living Confined in its galley deep inside A dungeon, waiting to be wasted In not a far distance time I am a dead that lives : Oh forgive me! Of all the robbing, kidnapping and millions of crimes That rock the world in fright Beating hard, chastening and pruning I am the dead that lives : Oh preserve me! Let not my body be thrown To the flying vultures and the crawling maggot Hence deflowered its raging beauty that Attract earthly ladies like a moth in the nightlight I am a dead that speaks: Oh remember me With my little chicks left uncared And my dearest that is heavy with pregnant Twins or trio, i will not wait to see Neither will i touch before the dust return to dust The vesper is nigh to dim the daylight in a matching fire That send the words of my into memories I am a dead that moves : Oh heavens gate Prepared for the induction, i hope you can open now While i crawl in the sound of the gunshot Before i will be accelerated in the speed of ghost return Only in a flashing dream Trembling and in awesome goodbye to all My treasures, wherein i took the pleasure My weeping mother that feeds me with her milk My jewel on whose breast i rest My replicates, the hope of my regeneration.
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