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Coup De Grace
(Coup de grâce) Oh, it’ll be so easy if only I, in collusion with the angels and the demons, usurp God from heaven. It will be a crucial coup to overthrow God and enthrone the Devil. With such malice and hostility of man toward man it’s beneficial to let the devil take over for a change and let humankind destroy itself....

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Categories: coup de grace, creation,
Form: Free verse
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Brown or White or Black Color's the coup de grace ~ ~ The race to end our race......

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Categories: coup de grace, color, future, race,
Form: Free verse



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A white-hot fire That once raged furiously Becomes a moribund flame Flickering... As it dims in the racing wind ...

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Categories: coup de grace, allegory, lost love, metaphor,
Form: Verse
Coup De Grace
Have you ever met someone in your life? Whom after a few talks won’t get out of your head? To the point where you cannot focus, ‘Cause you’re thinking of them instead. Congratulations and condolences my friend ‘Cause you’ve struck gold, A rollercoaster ride of your life Is about to unfold. It’s a dreadful double edged sword In which overcommitting, you cannot afford. Learn when...

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Categories: coup de grace, emotions, girl, heartbreak, hurt,
Form: I do not know?
Ooops, Six Spooks In a Coup, De Grace
Embolden they, marching hand in hand a unison Determined to bring down his child; Nero, Pharaoh and her Sparrow trailed closely by their three little pigs ? Baby playing amid love's Innocent crib unaware these, daemonicia noses pressed unto destiny's forte glass ? Licking time's panes premogenitor's werewolves her full moon: crimson, begins it's howl Hunch'back hallways imploding doors splintered...

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Categories: coup de grace, angel, baby, funny, love,
Form: I do not know?



Coup De Grace the Final Blow
They all lied... they all hid... They are all guilty for what they did.. you, you violent abuser... you forfeit your name... degraded shadowed in shame... there is no glory in your story... the law will catch you... with or without your confession... you the murderer of the twins... two baby boys slammed into oblivion......

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Categories: coup de grace, passion, drug,
Form: Lyric

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