On the night of our birth on the sixteenth of heaven
It was to our mother's surprise
To have not one, but two blonde children
Each with bright blue eyes.
The years increased, as well as our age
And then it wasn't too long
Before our souls began to blaze
Whenever we burst into song.
One night, we woke from our den
We began to walk to our bed
From the window, heard a group of men
"Bravo!" was all they said.
They told us they could give us fame
Faster than even a mage
When they were done, our thoughts were the same
And so we took to the stage.
We became servants, princesses,
Robots and lovers galore
Until one night, they made a clone
And decided we were needed no more.
That night, on the layer of heaven
It was to our mother's demise
To know that not one, but both of her children
Had closed their bright blue eyes.
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Er…This is not the first poem I've ever written, but it is the first one about vocaloid. ^^" And it's most certainly not the best…but at least I tried!