to sweep, the broom in the corner-
the dust under the rug, and yet it all
comes back eventually.
the broom dances across the untidy tiles;
makes everything sparkle.
Lena Soldner
I sweep my life off of the floor, dust among the broken glass. My mother, in her apron, a perfect housewife. Not that she ever wore aprons, nor did she ever sweep, but I’d like to think thats how it went.
Abigail
it’s a sweep. They won all of the games and swept them out of the arena. Glad the tournament and series is over it was a good sweep. Yeah team
chrisg
the world sweeps around like a broom on heroine and a cocaine addict holding it tightly in his right hand of the monkey controlling his brain matter in a warped world called earth sweeping rubbish throughout the universe of the millkyway. it sweeps incredibly quickly…
Jessi
Sweep. Like a broom. Brooms sweep and I know that. But what is what? Do brooms really ‘sweep’ or do they ‘swoop’? I have no idea. Do you? You don’t either. No one does. If you know, you’r lying. Brooms sweep, or do they swoop? Or do they swiff-sweep? I don’t know anymore.
Mac
sooty and sweep were walking along, sweep said “squeak squeak squeak” sooty said “wtf??” sooty and sweep went home and lived happily ever after, it was awsoem, seriously, your should have seen it :)
road sweepers are also cool.
Ryan
i hate sweeping, it is by far my least favorite household activity. the wood floors at my childhood home always begged to be swept, even after we had just finished sweeping. i would much rather vacuum, too bad hardwood floors are way better than carpet.
erin
Jesus will sweep away the tears and ashes from your life if you let him
ghost184
sweep clean the memories of yesterday replace them with
the found letters
the lost keys
the missing socks
the climbing karen azaleas that cover the shed
the overheard converstaions in a crowed cafe
with today
kaykaykaykay
My foot steps leave im prints eveywhere i go. to hide my recongnition i need to sweep them up. but i dont want to. being out spoken instead of swept away.
jacob armijo
it can be the mstrongest word anyone would hear, or the last a person would hear. it can mean the world to many and nothing at all to a person
jacob
sweeping clean. that’s right. I am gonna sweep my slate clean because I have been writing too much info, too much wrong input in there. Now is the time for a new start, to start fresh. To sweep my problems away! and to make sure I don’t have to sweep again! that’s, the wrong stuff. And that’s a sweep.
J. sirius
I sweep through the water and I saw your face. I sweep while I cried, because you are not here with me. I want you now. Sweep sweep. I sweep my tears away, because I know at least you are safe. You are safer and I love you so much. I sweep my love to you.
Estefania Diago
The mother was furious as the room was filled with dirt. Obviously her little boy had done some damage with his sneakers and was leaving his mark for all to see! So she got out her broom and went to work, sweeping away at the filth and the grime. “My boy”, she spoke to herself, “I love him to death, but he is as dirty as the Earth itself.”
Brooke Cox
Why she always makes me sweep the front steps, I’ll never know.
She scrubs them herself anyway when she gets home.
Until her fingertips are red raw and beads of sweat form on her forhead.
She despairs about the growing cracks in the concrete and scowls at the sight of cigarette butts on the ground.
Estelle
I grabbed the broom,holding on so tight that it seemed almost as if it was going to break.I would sweep.
I would clean the room of its dust,leaving no foot prints behind,so there would be no evidence that anyone came here at all.
Sandaye
I don’t like to sweep the floor. That requires a broom and all it does is move dust around.
Robin
let’s sweep across the floor tonight, the dance floor is hot hot hot.
it’s gross and sweaty, and we’re all horny, let’s go for a dance tonight.
come on, get high. come on, go dance.
come on, it’s a party and we’re not really flying.
swing with me, baby, it’s a love in harmony.
woah, slow down, it’s time to slow down the party.
and go.
Samie
the word sweep makes me think of removing something from it’s current place to another, possibly to make it’s current place seem tidier or to hide some dark truth about the object. It can be a good thing or a bad thing, you could be making it’s current place a better place overall or you could be suppressing something until later. For myself however I think the two aren’t mutually exclusive.
michael prosser
Often swept away with this concept I use it as a form of revision. Encouraging me to think and write fast. This concept should sweep the nation and encourage everyone to type everything and anything about one word in such little time. Maybe I’m just getting a bit swept away myself.
bd
i hate to sweep the floor and clean. sweeping can be fun though. sweep rhymes with weep. sweep rhymes with sweet. sweep reminds me of a broom. weep is in the word sweep. sweeping creates dust and makes me sneeze. sweep is a boring word. oh well. pee is also in the word sweep.
aurora wu
You said you’ll love me forever,
you told me you’ll never break
those promises you’ve made to me.
Now I smashed all that you left behind,
I gotta sweep them away along with
those memories of you and me,
these things that will never be mine.
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I wish i could sweep away all my troubles. Not just the ones that plague me day in and day out, coming back like a hungry stray dog, but the ones that I can’t tell anyone about. The ones that scare me sometimes, scare me so much I pretend they aren’t there.
Sarah
There is a skill to sweeping the floor. You must stroke the bristles across the surface with complete attention and a smooth movement. A good sweeper, watched from a distance, is as fluid as Fred Astaire, and the line of dirt at his feet a chorus of grace.
Brian Slusher
non c’è niente che sia per sempre
Mark
Chim chimmeny, chim chimmeny, chim, chim, cheroo.
I’m a chimney sweep from Mary Poppins!
Christopher
Sweeping the floor or sweeping the series is the same thing. There is a looser and a winner. Be the broom and not the dirt.
Rasta
sweep meh trraccct of turd
reedce
away all of your cares as the wind whips through your hair. Sweep away all of the negativity that surrounds your life. Sweep away all of the pain that tries to stop you in your tracks. Sweep away all of the debris that is left from the mistakes you made and make room for new, better, more relaxing feelings.
crystal
I like to sweep, Sweeping is fun. You get to use a broom, or a little child in a chimney.
Sweep is also a friend of Sooty. Sooty is a fab lil puppet, often with a hand up some orifice or other.
Meeeeeeeeeee!
Sometimes we have to sweep our floors. In order to sweep you need a broom and a dustpan. Be sure not to sweep your dirt under the rug. No matter which way you sweep, you will eventually get you home clean. Sweeping is especially important in your kitchen to help keep dirt down in that high traffic area.
Melissa
The dark came to him just as he remembered the, the low sweep of tiny burnt leaves and the embrace of his sinister love. The birds didnt sing for this man and the low sweep of leaves began to burn
Jay
sweeping the streets as a child i knew that i would be destined for bigger and better things, and after my uni degree was finished i knew that i would be able to acomplish anything in life. i had had a good job, an amazing wife called amanda, but then i lost it all, and here i am sweeping the street once again.
James Owen
A small boy brushes the floor lightly with his feet when he walks through the dark rooms. The house is not filled with the energies of his memories. His spirit is defeated… a future of nothing but work.
saul
I would like to sweep my house my often. It’s a task that I think it is possible for a paretic to manage. I would like to sweeo my m
Mike Schultz
the wind from her cheek and blow a kiss to the ocean of tears that swell across the plain
bl8ant
u sweep with a broom but also with a bat. if u take the s away u start to weep. but don’t worry u’ll get over it.
while ur sweeping make sure u do so in the corners too…u don’t wanna miss them!
Tanya
I sweep the room slowly with my eyes and find no place to rest them. Where do we go now? The Syrian desert is too vast for us to comprehend that we are totally, irrevocably lost for all time. There is no turning back. This is our life, now and forever.
there is no romance in this desert, only thirst and lack of knowledge. We have come here in great expectation not realising that we will never leave. This concept is far too terrifying to break through into our concious mindsand we retreat into our imaginary worlds of desert riders in blue turbans who gallop to our rescue, taking us to Krak Chevalier and dates and sherbert and voluptuous, dark eyed maidens.
No magic carpets here, just a sweep; a sweep of desolate, deserted sands stretching for unimaginable miles to our eventual dissipation into the glowing, shifting horizons.
Colleen Keenan
the passing of everything I hold dear. Takes me up into the arms of my lord. Don’t kiss the earth, reach for my cock
to sweep, the broom in the corner-
the dust under the rug, and yet it all
comes back eventually.
the broom dances across the untidy tiles;
makes everything sparkle.
I sweep my life off of the floor, dust among the broken glass. My mother, in her apron, a perfect housewife. Not that she ever wore aprons, nor did she ever sweep, but I’d like to think thats how it went.
it’s a sweep. They won all of the games and swept them out of the arena. Glad the tournament and series is over it was a good sweep. Yeah team
the world sweeps around like a broom on heroine and a cocaine addict holding it tightly in his right hand of the monkey controlling his brain matter in a warped world called earth sweeping rubbish throughout the universe of the millkyway. it sweeps incredibly quickly…
Sweep. Like a broom. Brooms sweep and I know that. But what is what? Do brooms really ‘sweep’ or do they ‘swoop’? I have no idea. Do you? You don’t either. No one does. If you know, you’r lying. Brooms sweep, or do they swoop? Or do they swiff-sweep? I don’t know anymore.
sooty and sweep were walking along, sweep said “squeak squeak squeak” sooty said “wtf??” sooty and sweep went home and lived happily ever after, it was awsoem, seriously, your should have seen it :)
road sweepers are also cool.
i hate sweeping, it is by far my least favorite household activity. the wood floors at my childhood home always begged to be swept, even after we had just finished sweeping. i would much rather vacuum, too bad hardwood floors are way better than carpet.
Jesus will sweep away the tears and ashes from your life if you let him
sweep clean the memories of yesterday replace them with
the found letters
the lost keys
the missing socks
the climbing karen azaleas that cover the shed
the overheard converstaions in a crowed cafe
with today
My foot steps leave im prints eveywhere i go. to hide my recongnition i need to sweep them up. but i dont want to. being out spoken instead of swept away.
it can be the mstrongest word anyone would hear, or the last a person would hear. it can mean the world to many and nothing at all to a person
sweeping clean. that’s right. I am gonna sweep my slate clean because I have been writing too much info, too much wrong input in there. Now is the time for a new start, to start fresh. To sweep my problems away! and to make sure I don’t have to sweep again! that’s, the wrong stuff. And that’s a sweep.
I sweep through the water and I saw your face. I sweep while I cried, because you are not here with me. I want you now. Sweep sweep. I sweep my tears away, because I know at least you are safe. You are safer and I love you so much. I sweep my love to you.
The mother was furious as the room was filled with dirt. Obviously her little boy had done some damage with his sneakers and was leaving his mark for all to see! So she got out her broom and went to work, sweeping away at the filth and the grime. “My boy”, she spoke to herself, “I love him to death, but he is as dirty as the Earth itself.”
Why she always makes me sweep the front steps, I’ll never know.
She scrubs them herself anyway when she gets home.
Until her fingertips are red raw and beads of sweat form on her forhead.
She despairs about the growing cracks in the concrete and scowls at the sight of cigarette butts on the ground.
I grabbed the broom,holding on so tight that it seemed almost as if it was going to break.I would sweep.
I would clean the room of its dust,leaving no foot prints behind,so there would be no evidence that anyone came here at all.
I don’t like to sweep the floor. That requires a broom and all it does is move dust around.
let’s sweep across the floor tonight, the dance floor is hot hot hot.
it’s gross and sweaty, and we’re all horny, let’s go for a dance tonight.
come on, get high. come on, go dance.
come on, it’s a party and we’re not really flying.
swing with me, baby, it’s a love in harmony.
woah, slow down, it’s time to slow down the party.
and go.
the word sweep makes me think of removing something from it’s current place to another, possibly to make it’s current place seem tidier or to hide some dark truth about the object. It can be a good thing or a bad thing, you could be making it’s current place a better place overall or you could be suppressing something until later. For myself however I think the two aren’t mutually exclusive.
Often swept away with this concept I use it as a form of revision. Encouraging me to think and write fast. This concept should sweep the nation and encourage everyone to type everything and anything about one word in such little time. Maybe I’m just getting a bit swept away myself.
i hate to sweep the floor and clean. sweeping can be fun though. sweep rhymes with weep. sweep rhymes with sweet. sweep reminds me of a broom. weep is in the word sweep. sweeping creates dust and makes me sneeze. sweep is a boring word. oh well. pee is also in the word sweep.
You said you’ll love me forever,
you told me you’ll never break
those promises you’ve made to me.
Now I smashed all that you left behind,
I gotta sweep them away along with
those memories of you and me,
these things that will never be mine.
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I wish i could sweep away all my troubles. Not just the ones that plague me day in and day out, coming back like a hungry stray dog, but the ones that I can’t tell anyone about. The ones that scare me sometimes, scare me so much I pretend they aren’t there.
There is a skill to sweeping the floor. You must stroke the bristles across the surface with complete attention and a smooth movement. A good sweeper, watched from a distance, is as fluid as Fred Astaire, and the line of dirt at his feet a chorus of grace.
non c’è niente che sia per sempre
Chim chimmeny, chim chimmeny, chim, chim, cheroo.
I’m a chimney sweep from Mary Poppins!
Sweeping the floor or sweeping the series is the same thing. There is a looser and a winner. Be the broom and not the dirt.
sweep meh trraccct of turd
away all of your cares as the wind whips through your hair. Sweep away all of the negativity that surrounds your life. Sweep away all of the pain that tries to stop you in your tracks. Sweep away all of the debris that is left from the mistakes you made and make room for new, better, more relaxing feelings.
I like to sweep, Sweeping is fun. You get to use a broom, or a little child in a chimney.
Sweep is also a friend of Sooty. Sooty is a fab lil puppet, often with a hand up some orifice or other.
Sometimes we have to sweep our floors. In order to sweep you need a broom and a dustpan. Be sure not to sweep your dirt under the rug. No matter which way you sweep, you will eventually get you home clean. Sweeping is especially important in your kitchen to help keep dirt down in that high traffic area.
The dark came to him just as he remembered the, the low sweep of tiny burnt leaves and the embrace of his sinister love. The birds didnt sing for this man and the low sweep of leaves began to burn
sweeping the streets as a child i knew that i would be destined for bigger and better things, and after my uni degree was finished i knew that i would be able to acomplish anything in life. i had had a good job, an amazing wife called amanda, but then i lost it all, and here i am sweeping the street once again.
A small boy brushes the floor lightly with his feet when he walks through the dark rooms. The house is not filled with the energies of his memories. His spirit is defeated… a future of nothing but work.
I would like to sweep my house my often. It’s a task that I think it is possible for a paretic to manage. I would like to sweeo my m
the wind from her cheek and blow a kiss to the ocean of tears that swell across the plain
u sweep with a broom but also with a bat. if u take the s away u start to weep. but don’t worry u’ll get over it.
while ur sweeping make sure u do so in the corners too…u don’t wanna miss them!
I sweep the room slowly with my eyes and find no place to rest them. Where do we go now? The Syrian desert is too vast for us to comprehend that we are totally, irrevocably lost for all time. There is no turning back. This is our life, now and forever.
there is no romance in this desert, only thirst and lack of knowledge. We have come here in great expectation not realising that we will never leave. This concept is far too terrifying to break through into our concious mindsand we retreat into our imaginary worlds of desert riders in blue turbans who gallop to our rescue, taking us to Krak Chevalier and dates and sherbert and voluptuous, dark eyed maidens.
No magic carpets here, just a sweep; a sweep of desolate, deserted sands stretching for unimaginable miles to our eventual dissipation into the glowing, shifting horizons.
the passing of everything I hold dear. Takes me up into the arms of my lord. Don’t kiss the earth, reach for my cock
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