Poetry Collection By Cameron Miles Block 2

Heathens- By Twenty one pilots

Wait for them to ask you who you know

Please don't make any sudden moves

You don't know the half of the abuse

All my friends are heathens, take it slow

Wait for them to ask you who you know

Please don't make any sudden moves

You don't know the half of the abuse

Welcome to the room of people

Who have rooms of people that they loved one day

Docked away

Just because we check the guns at the door

Doesn't mean our brains will change from hand grenades

You're lovin' on the psychopath sitting next to you

You're lovin' on the murderer sitting next to you

You'll think, how'd I get here, sitting next to you?

But after all I've said, please don't forget

All my friends are heathens, take it slow

Wait for them to ask you who you know

Please don't make any sudden moves

You don't know the half of the abuse

We don't deal with outsiders very well

They say newcomers have a certain smell

Yeah, I trust issues, not to mention

They say they can smell your intentions

You're lovin' on the freakshow sitting next to you

You'll have some weird people sitting next to you

You'll think "how did I get here, sitting next to you?"

But after all I've said, please don't forget

(Watch it, watch it)

(Watch it)

All my friends are heathens, take it slow

Wait for them to ask you who you know

Please don't make any sudden moves

You don't know the half of the abuse

All my friends are heathens, take it slow

(Watch it)

Wait for them to ask you who you know

(Watch it)

All my friends are heathens, take it slow

(Watch it)

Wait for them to ask you who you know

Why'd you come, you knew you should have stayed

I tried to warn you just to stay away

And now they're outside ready to bust

It looks like you might be one of us

Joseph, Tyler, et al. "Heathens." Suicide Squad: the Album. Publishing Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp. Inc. Fueled By Music. Stryker Joseph Music. 2016, Google Play Music https://play.google.com/music/preview/Tex4mduyrg7passe6tuhldu72y4?lyrics=1&utm_source=google&utm_medium=search&utm_campaign=lyrics&pcampaignid=kp-lyrics Accessed date June 2016

The figurative language I have chosen is hyperbole. I have chosen this because the line "They say newcomers have a certain smell" is making an exaggeration of saying that newcomers have a smell, which they probably don't.

Mountain At My Gate-By Foal

I see a mountain at my gates

I see it more and more each day

What I give, it takes away

Whether I go or when I stay

I see a mountain at my gates

I see it more and more each day

I see a fire out by the lake

I’ll drive my car without the brakes

I see a mountain in my way

It’s looming larger by the day

I see a darkness in my fate

I’ll drive my car without the brakes

Oh, gimme some time

Show me the foothold from which I can climb

Yeah, when I feel low

You show me a signpost for where I should go

I see a mountain at my gates

I see it more and more each day

And my desire wears a dark dress

But each day, I see you less

Oh, gimme some time

Show me the foothold from which I can climb

Yeah, when I feel low

You show me a signpost for where I should go

Through lanes and stone rows

Black granite, wind blows

Fire lake and far flame*

Go now but come again

Dark clouds gather ’round

Will I run or stand my ground?

Oh, when I come to climb

Show me the mountain so far behind

Yeah, it’s farther away

Its shadow gets smaller day after day

Yeah, gimme my way

Gimme my love

Gimme my choice

You keep me coming around

Gimme my fate

Gimme my lungs

Gimme my voice

You keep me coming around

Gimme my lungs

Gimme my, gimme my, gimme my, gimme my

Gimme my, gimme my, gimme my, gimme my, gimme my way

Gimme my fate

Gimme my lungs

Gimme my choice

You keep me coming round

Foals, et al. "Mountain At My Gates" What Went Down. Warner Brothers La Fabrique Sudios 2016 Google Play Foals – Mountain At My Gates Lyrics | Explained Lyrics

The figurative language I have chosen is personification. I have chosen this because the line and my desire wears a dark dress, says that the writers desire wears a dark dress,giving human like qualities to a desire.

My Poem

My mother once told me

To make my bed

To be as bright as a light

To treat others nice

To do my chores

To brush your teeth twice a day

And to use my manners

Forget everything thing she said

I chose the figurative language simile. I chose this because the line, To be as bright as a light, meaning being happy.

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