Probably my darkest of poems about William BloodDagger, but it really shows what his thoughts are like. And when I say mask, I say it metaphorically.

Karma comes to everybody.

The fire in my heart burns for you.

Pain.

Wanting to cause her what I feel, like the darkest pain inside my heart.

Your love is pure and true.

A pub named in tribute to a major dialect poet.

I love the special moments that we share.

You have put him through misery.

Jealousy is the worst human trait.