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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 the photo graphic, 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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Broken Spell of Time
Apropos to the relevant afternoon delight Your skin grazing, lasting from the unveiled sun Proving you’re way more of a perfection than a firelight With an endless combustion igniting my obsession Just like being caged in the fantasies of your touch Of each making me tingle and hush Can’t derived the reality that you’re gone Leaving this hyacinth heart to melt and be banned Apropos to the dark cerulean space of night Incandescent stars can’t just evanesce their might Like your emerald green eyes sparkling through the horizon Making my insides stumble from the up towards down But those were memoirs destined in oblivion Designated to be placed in a squeezed-tight void No matter how of a beauteous montage they were All were crashed and deteriorated like discrete ions Apropos to the morning glory of the dawn With the sun slowly creeping up, peeking in behind It’s then that I realized how mad it is To fall deeper into your abyss, like a princess spellbind Just like thrown into a flamed labyrinth Not caring ‘bout the conglomerated jigsaw pieces This fragile crystal heart of hyacinth Begging to be released from your test
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