What am I?

I am yours only once a year, you still cut me up with no fear. What am I?

We hurt without moving. And poison without touching. We bear truth and lies, But are not judged by size. What are we?

I'm white, and used for cutting and grinding. When I'm damaged, humans usually remove me or fill me. For most animals I am a useful tool. What am I?

"I am no sooner spoken, than broken. What am I?"

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