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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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This is crazy. How lost I am. How unreal it all seems. But how calm I am becoming those words. What is my reality? Live, laugh, love...where are they? The delusions of my dreams taking over. Every ounce of my soul is connected. Tied to those words. Where are my words? My feelings. Life. A thick complicated sea of nothing. Darkness. The gloom hanging over my head. Always. The moisture drowning me. My worst fear. Where are my words? The magic in the spark. Happiness. Laughter. None to be found. It's unreal. A false reality. Love. The romance of my life. Where are my words? My heart has become a thick stone. Nothingness. A darkness. The kind you must be saved from. Nothing. A blank page. My life. Those empty words. They mean nothing to me...to you. Sitting in this place. This space meant for me. Is it? No. My words are coming now. Flowing into reality. Striking me. A mass of jumbled nothingness. How much more is left? Can I do this? "Endure it", he said. Those words, piercing like a jagged knife. From the false reality. It really means nothing. Honestly it's pointless. A dull blade. Pointless. Lost in her delusions. How to make everyone see those empty words? Nothingness. A blank page. Relief...
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