Brand Poetry

The Big Picture

Everyone called her small.

She didn’t understand

‘cos she knew she wasn’t the one.


She has a picture,

the one no one ever saw.


She has a mirror,

the one only her made on the wall.


She has a weapon,

the one, she alone has worn.


The big picture.

Not the one called small.


Photo credit: goggle


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