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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