I Plead Insanity✓
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I PLEAD INSANITY is a collection of poems, written over a period of time from the experiences and sights of the author. Through poetry, it discusses themes of mental illnesses, rape, emotional trauma, etc. Combining subtlety with raw truth, it is a little out of the ordinary, a perfect fit for a beautiful mind.
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