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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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now, lie me here in this soft bed lie me here, 'life' playing out around me lie me here, my heart pushing futile blood. a foolish heart, dead so many years now. E ... its now just 268 days, since you killed yourself. and, lookitme ... whole days are going by without tears. without my descending into a shredder of sorrow, without my world dissolving in the absolute certainty that i am worthless here that the moments I spend here without you are useless. are torture. are mediocre. beats my foolish heart, calling back to barracks the slaughtered regiment. empty building robbed of the promise of noise. quiet now, as dust dances through the windows, through the doors, spinning exactly like the lost soldiers are not. wait me here, while the clock runs out. looking not behind me, where I can still find you, nor beside me, where the illusion spins out, but ever forward, where I see your golden hair, wrinkly nose smile, and slender hand, reaching back towards me.
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