Answer:
A dragon's tooth in a mortal's hand, I kill, I maim, I divide the land.
You get many of me, but never enough. After the last one, your life soon will snuff. You may have one of me but one day a year, When the last one is gone, your life disappears.
When can someone truthfully tell someone “well done” but think they did a bad job?
What holds names and memories which are not its own?
Where do you go in through one hole and come out through two holes at the same time?
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?