Model universe

I'm a misplaced prop
A part in your summer act

I'm the forgotten stuff toy
In the backseat of your car

I'm a brick in the impasse
Behind the streets your friends unwind

I'm your stained bath mirror
That says you're pretty despite

I'm the tangle in your earphones
You're annoyed but you let me stay

I'm the late rainy afternoon
That you choose to while away

We could wait
For one of us to fade away first
Or you could just tell me
Where I fit in your model universe

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