Reckless woman

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You call me crazy
and I believe you,
you call me liar
and I believe you,
I believe everything you say to me,
to the point I lost myself to you.
Nine months have passed,
nine times I tried to go gain my power back,
slowing achieving it, but it hurts, I'm hurt.
God I'm so stuck.
I hate you,
I hate how you turned me into this reckless woman.

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