Needed 40 lines of poetry for the poetry unit. This is what I've got. Try to guess what kind of style (pattern maybe?) these are in. They have a definite style they stick to.

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Falling in deep and deeper every day,

hoping, wishing, and knowing that the problems don’t

make sense. Not this again. Writing endless sentences.

Good friends, good food. A weekend of fun.

I’m one half of a dorksicle, in a same box.

Snow and cold, snow angels flying.

Slowing. Stagnating. The endless hours of math.

Orchestra music flowing. Late night chats in the old school hall.

I miss you. I miss you too. Love always, don’t forget.

Sneaking around in the dark, searching for ghosts we never find.

Walks to the park in the street lamp glow.

Movies and TV blaring. Let’s all go to WalMart!

Pounding down the hallways. It wasn’t me.

Tossing, turning, turning tossing; No sleep as worry consumes

yes I’m fine, how are you?

Singing when no one is listening. Dancing in the dark.

Cutting wood in softening snow.

Soaking wet and cold. Grinning at the absurd,

 as fortune cookies tell secrets only we can understand.

Dream

About a night ago I dreamed

budding, blossoming, embellishments.

Curled into a cocoon of warmth; peaceful sleep.

Dreams dictate the

echoes of past, present, and

future. Flying freely and soaring, but hitting

ground. A terrified race through,

horrid nightmares. Hasty retreat from

images of pain.

Jump through this jungle. Swinging on

kite strings that fly in the dreamscape. Gentle

lines woven into mental fabric,

making impossible possible and

Negating reality. Dreams fly

out in the open. Endless

possibilities playing in the

quiet not-so-quiet of mind. The

Roar of logic and reality

softened.

The waves of sleep are not

unending. They 

Vacate and leave a vacuum of mind

While the last chorus of

Xylophones sing to

your last reverie. Awake to

zero recollection.