Attendant
ATTENDANT
at night i thought
dawn problems are plight
the weaken immunity could not fought
the pain aggravate
i dream what i will tell u my sentiment
but that is gossip
at the morning i inspire to see ur cool lip
shy but my interest hazy and my mouth shut up
what is the secret behind what is up
the way you touch my arm
the word you made to calm
the advice you forwarded you are welcome
i told my sickness to doctore
he took my history but could not cure
the reason why is you are
he simply discharge and refer
take it to evalaute me here it is the paper
the route you take care
obstacles flare
you are my gift for ever
come on my sweet
you are endowed for me to treat
you are my doctore naturally with ur natural redempt
i am your patient
you are my attendant
Copyright © Yeshambel Birlie | Year Posted 2014
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