Hmmm...I bet you and I could really cash in on maybe say the "Death Loon" in the metro area. Death Loon will take your ex's clothes, pics, letters, etc and dump that shit in the deep, deep waters of Lake Superior.
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?