THE SKY WAS ONCE BLUE
WHEN I USED TO STICK UNDER YOU.
THE SKY SEEMED TO FALL
WHEN I DIDN'T RECIEVE YOUR CALL.
THE SKY SEEMED GREY
WHEN I HAD A BAD DAY
THE CITY SOUNDS LIKE A TORNADO WHISTELING.
ALL MY DREARY DAYS SEEM AS IF THEY'RE LISTENIN.
LINES1-8 RHYMING COUPLETS.
LINE7-SIMILE,ALLITERATION
LINE8-SIMILE,ALLITERATION
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Excellent poem with all of the poetic devices that I requested. Good work!
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