Metaphor: His eyes were dark pools., Your room is a pigsty, He is an early bird, Simile: The old man's hands were as rough as sandpaper., The city at night glowed like a thousand scattered diamonds., He darts through the defense like a lightning bolt., Onomatopoeia: The sliotar hit the hurl with a sharp clack., The bacon began to sizzle in the hot pan., The melted ice cream dripped all over my top., Repetition: The thought kept coming back. Just one more. Just one more. He had been saying it for hours. Just one more. The pile of coins on the table grew with each roll. Just one more. Just one more., The house was dark, so dark, so very dark., I'm going to finish this race. I'm going to finish it for my team. I'm going to finish it even if my legs give out. I'm going to finish it no matter what., Alliteration: The silent sea slept soundly., The burning bridge became a black blade against the bleeding sky., Whispering winds wander through the winter woods.,

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