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Their were plenty of times i tripped over my own feet Falling behind the more fluent riders Waving my hands, pointing to the sky My knees bent, the longboard beneath my feet is trembling, wind smashing against my face Swerving lane to lane in a figure eight On a long asphalt hill We called it swagin' We cruise through school buildings walk ways Campus lights over our heads Brightening the smooth brick paths We traveled across Sliding around cars, curving on to the sidewalks We met at the top of the steepest street Formed a circle, and revealed our deepest thoughts In a bond we agree to keep the words we said to ourselves No holding back we pushed off the ground with our feet no fear in our hearts Our yells and laughs echoed through the midnight trees we lit the empty street with our smiles climbing the peak of a roller coaster Time stood still as gravity took its toil At the end of the hill, The boards calmed down and the wheels rolled to a halt My heart jumping out of my chest Skin soaked of warm air Tears in my eyes I was victorious
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Dec 7, 2012
Dec 7, 2012 at 3:52 PM UTC
Swagin' down dark hills
Their were plenty of times i tripped over my own feet Falling behind the more fluent riders Waving my hands, pointing to the sky My knees bent, the longboard beneath my feet is trembling, wind smashing against my face Swerving lane to lane in a figure eight On a long asphalt hill We called it swagin' We cruise through school buildings walk ways Campus lights over our heads Brightening the smooth brick paths We traveled across Sliding around cars, curving on to the sidewalks We met at the top of the steepest street Formed a circle, and revealed our deepest thoughts In a bond we agree to keep the words we said to ourselves No holding back we pushed off the ground with our feet no fear in our hearts Our yells and laughs echoed through the midnight trees we lit the empty street with our smiles climbing the peak of a roller coaster Time stood still as gravity took its toil At the end of the hill, The boards calmed down and the wheels rolled to a halt My heart jumping out of my chest Skin soaked of warm air Tears in my eyes I was victorious
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Dec 7, 2012
Dec 7, 2012 at 3:52 PM UTC
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