Quote by Cradle Of Filth Download Open image “Wracked with your charm I am circled like prey. Back in the forest where whispers persuade.” — Cradle Of Filth ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.0 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
With drooping bells of clearest blue Thou didst attract my childish view, Almost resembling The azure butterflies that flew Where on the heath thy… — Reginald Heber Copy Share Image
Tell them you came, and saw, and looked into my eyes and saw the shadow of the guard receding. Thoughts in time and out… — Jim Morrison Copy Share Image
“Plume" Transfixed to the, by the, on the congruities, who is herself a vanishing point coming to closure — dusky flutter — trilling away… — Aaron Shurin Copy Share Image
How very softly you tiptoed into our world, almost silently, only a moment you stayed. But what an imprint your footsteps have left upon… — Dorothy Ferguson Copy Share Image
No matter how far I m , I just fall for your charm. i want this sparkling feeling from me to be disarm — Mohammed Irfan Copy Share Image
As down in the sunless retreats of the ocean Sweet flowers are springing no mortal can see, So deep in my soul the still… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Now my charms are all o'erthrown, And what strength I have's mine own, Which is most faint: now, 'tis true, Or sent to Naples.… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The whispers of my soul is my compass, and wherever I go, I will shine brightly for you to see who you are. — Leslie Esperanza Espaillat Copy Share Image
Now my charms are all o'erthrown, And what strength I have's mine own, - Which is most faint: now, 'tis true, I must be… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Perhaps the whisper was born before lips, And the leaves in treelessness circled and flew, And those, to whom we impart our experience as… — Osip Mandelstam Copy Share Image
He drew a circle that shut me out- Heretic , rebel, a thing to flout. But love and I had the wit to win:… — Edwin Markham Copy Share Image
Lifting with truth and then a golden flash like the onset of Heaven. Leaving her screams breaking my heart and in the grip of… — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Where will you be when they tense for warfare? What will you see with your innocence there? Where will you be my darling? — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Burning was the sunset like a portent of doom. On the saintly iron maiden as she fell from her wound. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
The blinding flare of passion in the shade of narrow streets. Where their poison never rationed all the tips they left in me. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Fold to my arms hold their mesmeric sway and dance her to the moon as we did in those golden days. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Bared on your tomb I'm a prayer for your loneliness and would you ever soon. Come above unto me? — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Where will you be when they're vilifying? How will they see when the truth is blinding? — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
In black Cataracts wouldn't whitewash away. Her filthy smoke stack she burnt me like a furnace for my future suicide. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Visions and ambition never listened to submission and she was on a mission from the highest above. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Her penultimate sighs called softy on the kindling wind. Her saintly eyes filling with tears. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
All through eed September with skies fire-paved. I begged you appear like a thorn for the holy ones. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
A lover hung on her death row. I was hooked on her disease. Highly strung like Cupid's bow. Whose arrows hungered meat. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image