Bullet To Juliet

She said no,

He said yes,

She cried out,

He grabbed her breast,

She tried to scream,

He proceeded to stop,

She sighed with relief,

His heart filled with grief,

She tried to escape,

He didn't let her free,

She unlocked the door,

He called, "you fithly whore!"

She tried to run,

He grabbed his gun,

The Roulette began,

Then came to an end,

With a bullet to Juliet in the head.