A/N: Just a poem I wrote, talking about Grima from some devoted point of view. Maybe some AU version of Eowyn, but really just my thoughts.

My Liar

By Lejindarybunny

Sometimes I'm drawn to a terrible thing,

Somebody cruel and cold.

I need a liar to whisper to me

Sweet black deceit.

The stalker who haunts me;

My dreams and my fears.

Pale, moonlight fingers, so long and smooth;

Two colorless eyes

Tricking my senses to steal affection.

Silver tongued voice compels me to believe

Sibilant whispers of lily-white lies

And secrets of darkling delight.

Sometimes I love him, my darkness, my fiend;

I need his lovely disgrace.