Love?
We all looked on as she screamed bloody murder.
3 adults looking on as a 9-month toddler got her ears pierced.
The old-fashioned way - gold wire, no anesthesia, no mercy.
We looked on as she screamed through the ordeal.
Our love was either driving the wire or was transfixed. Deaf to the unnecessary suffering.
She cried herself to sleep that noon.
What else would we have stood by, in the name of love?
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