Sweat boy and Blood girl

Intimidating surroundings,
He would go now where,
They would stalk him throw food scraps,
With no fear, worry or care,

They thought he was an inbred,
Something from South American hills,
His poor unfortunate illness,
Would happen even in the most winter chills,

Depressed by the world,
He would sit there and carve his silk skin,
The weirdest thing would happen,
No blood but sweat pouring from the in,

Everywhere he travelled,
He would get caught suffering his pain,
he would hardly even wear clothes it’s too hot,
In winter summer spring or autumn rain,

His name was Freddie Betty,
Was surprisingly handsome, but no charm,
He wouldn’t ever get a girl society brings him much harm,

No matter where he went he would try to be precautious,
He would leak like a tap sweat from all orophis,
His eyes, face, ears, belly button every human part,
As he walked to school one day poor Freddie let off a salty, evil smelling fart,

It poured and oozed sweat as he squeezed it all out,
Gushing like lager festivals on a constant draught,
One day visiting a class full of strange people,
his eyes were caught on a girl named Meril Weeble,

She was born with something extremely creepy and deranged,
Her eyes would pour blood she would harm herself to estranged,
They met and gleamed up to the white misty moon light,
Appreciating each other and the world in all its mite,

They kissed and fell in love instantly like a spark of a flame,
Sweat meeting her face, blood dripping down his they were technically the same.